Write your name on the back of my record jackets If you upped and ran, Iâ don´tâ think I couldâ hack it But I´m much more aliveâ when you´re not in my eyes
Drawing dragonflies in my paperbacks all night
Cider with the guys Having sex in the sky I think I hate you but I don´t know why Cider with the guys Having sex in the sky I think I hate you but I don´t know why Cider with the guys Having sex in the sky I think I hate you but I don´t know why Cider with the guys Having sex in the sky I think I hate you but I don´t know why