How can you say that you're not responsible?. What does it have to do with me?. What is my reaction, what should it be?. Confronted by this latest atrocity.
Young teacher the subject. Of school girl fantasy. She wants him so badly. Knows what she wants to be. Inside her there's longing. This girl's an open page.
Young teacher, the subject. Of schoolgirl fantasy. She wants him so badly. Knows what she wants to be. Inside him, there's longing. This girl's an open page.
Oh! Demolition, demolition. Demolition, demolition. . Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming. Strapped to the wing with the engine running. You say that this wasn't in your plan.
Don't think me unkind. Words are hard to find. They're only cheques I've left unsigned. From the banks of chaos in my mind. And when their eloquence escapes me.
Don't think me unkind. Words are hard to find. They're only cheques I've left unsigned. From the banks of chaos in my mind. And when their eloquence escapes me.
Don't think me unkind. Words are hard to find. They're only cheques I've left unsigned. From the banks of chaos in my mind. And when their eloquence escapes me.
Young teacher the subject. Of schoolgirl fantasy. She wants him so badly. Knows what she wants to be. Inside her there's longing. This girl's an open page.