Hey, stop on a dime. Take both your hands. Reach them above, one at a time. Are you alone in here?. I heard the voice so clearly. . I tried not to breathe.
Stars hang in the sky. But I can't close my eyes for even a blink. All those wicked thoughts are in my dreams. And it seems that I can't say I've been a good man.
It's not the clothes that she borrows. Just call me out 'cause you know I'll follow. Back through the backdoor into June. Luck will sleep the October June.