stilte
stilte
skyradio about love and stuff
wind that blows my curtains soft
smokin my camel and havin a sip
of kentucky bourbon my newest trick
mis you all i hear
is the nighttrain passin by
iam home for gods sake
alone under my stairs
skyradio playin lovesongs
about certain soft desires
i would like to keep
this hand open show you
my vulnerability and let you see
there is a warm space in me.
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| Auteur: Frank EastWest | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 februari 2005 | ||
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