Anna Blue ohAnna Blue ohAnnaNot me, not youJust time and
Wo, woWo, woWo, woWo, woCut outCut outCut outCut out
Don't worry, everybody's got an angelSooner or later somebody's gonna
I think I'm walkin' down your streetI sense a silent
I had a loveSweeter than you'll knowOh I had a
I can see
You're slipping away from me
And you're so afraid
That
Just the other day-I heard you walked out on herJust
My oh my it's a quarter to eightDon't shoot me
Long ago a lonely man stoodOff of a quiet avenueA
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Maybe he'll know, why
I'm not
I wanna run my fingers through your hairSqueeze your hand
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