I feel so helpless now, my guitar is not around
And
Maybe maybe one day we can catch a Sunday
Maybe if
Don’t move ur mouth, it’s useless to talk
it’s useless to
I feel insane, I can't stop writing
Even crazier for fighting
What
Autumn fallin' from trees
The snow is up to our knees
O
Too attuned
Too in step with the obvious
Too at ease and
What if I lay here
And sang every song I know
Would
Darlin' all I ask
Is you love me to the last
Times
Look, I'm sorry
Look, I'm sorry
About what I done
I should not
When will I get my chance to make the lilacs
Would you mind if i call you sweetheart?
I found your
Londone's callin' me and my guitar across the sea
And I
You should know I could never hold your photo
it trembled
My eyes are brown, they always will be
I love your
Please excuse the state of mind I'm in
I haven't been
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