I got dolls with silk and sashes then I tore Out their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time is
was something in your bed While you were sleeping, there, in your friend's bed Not quite the person you were in love with I know that it's not an understatement
luck. The Snow had let up After the roads were cleared all our relatives Suddenly appeared So we blew out the candles and replaced Frank Sinatra with Phil Spector's
There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my Texas
makes the brown in your eyes look watery I felt something while talking to you, Gently intoxicating I felt the source of your inner light It's such
fall down so fast When you crash I want to go down with you We'll make such a horrible mess Just before the falling eyeball appears Just before the little birds
a man who's in love with a man Or a woman who's in love with a woman They should never feel ashamed Because it's so important to do the things we want
ll fall down so fast When you crash I want to go down with you We'll make such a horrible mess Just before the eyeball appears Just before the little birds
With a man who's in love with a man Or a woman who's in love with a woman They should never feel ashamed because it's So important to do the things we
: If I faltered slightly twice singling a double or Botching a landing if that was my routine it Was Torture I know that it's not an understatement there
: I got dolls with silk and sashes then I tore Out their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time
: There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my
it makes the brown in your eyes look watery I felt something while talking to you, Gently intoxicating I felt the source of your inner light It's such
I got dolls with silk and sashes then I tore Out their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time
If I faltered slightly twice singling a double or Botching a landing if that was my routine it Was Torture I know that it's not an understatement there