She's on the clock but she doesn't seem to mind
From the moment you arrived here, I've been utterly amazed
Astonished
You can fill my crosswords in with ink
Speak your
We've got a good thing going so we've got to
If I had only known that you were leaving here
There’s a time I can recall
Four years old and three
I know a girl who was schooled in Manhattan
She reads
O my darling, how I wish that I could guarantee
I
I was hoping you would write to me a message
Bones will ache, hearts will break
When living takes it toll,
What will people think? What will people say?
I can't believe
The prayers that we pray in foxholes and funerals
The songs
Farther than lands you have ever imagined
Deeper than even the
Do I annoy you with my optimism?
Am I an insult
I still remember our first December
The warmth of your touch
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