There's a place where I know,
We can walk in
Down the road sits the Big O Motel,
Where people
Christine made a little doll and it glowed in the
Do you fancy me, or am I living in make
In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name.
Is she lonesome now ? Is she all alone ?
Leave the sad things behind , they're not roses or
A southern breeze and this road I'm on,
I wonder
I don't care what they say,
I'm gonna keep it anyway.
I
Keep your arms open wide love,
'Cause I'm coming home,
There is a restless weight upon me, in the shape
I'm waiting, I wait, for the steps on the path,
I'm
Waiting for the sun to set in your eyes,
Thinking
The little yellow birds,
Do they cry for me,
Or
I lost a bit moreWon a little messSaid good-bye to
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