"She takes me by the hand..
And I don’t see Her face..
And I don’t see Her face..
Now sure how I got to the beautiful place
I remember my friends and in a cool little bar
Don’t remember how I wondered this far
How did I meet you..? and..
What is your name..?
How did I get here?
But.. She smiled the same..
A moment in time
To watch the sunrise...
The sun in Her hair and the beautiful face..
“Welcome” She said, as we entered Her place
Some pictures, some music, drink on the side
We talked ‘til the morning
Our eyes open wide..
She told me Her stories with smile in Her eyes..
She takes my by the hand
And I don’t see her face.."
R.
What i'm wearing:
BonBon
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