I was walking home. Looking at the trees. Got the feeling that they. Were looking back at me. . Thoughts that occurred to me not of the usual kind. And I don't take that granted, no.
Two months ago now. Since she came around this house. Her answering machine's full. He thinks listening could give her doubts. But when this girl's made up her mind.
After the rain. . And after the rain the temperature dropped. And covered in ice was my window top. I say goodbye, I wave my hand. As a thousand doves fly.
Twice I turn my back on you. I fell flat on my face but didn't loose. Tell me where would I go. Tell me what led you on I'd love to know. . Was it the blue night.