Taking pictures of the boys. Passed out in your bed. True collector till the end. . You burned your bridges well. With games of kiss and tell. Left me twisting in the wind.
Baby close the door,. The only one you know,. The footsteps you keep wandering on and on.. The pouring rain at dawn.. . Set yourself at ease,. You're always on my mind,.
Poor little fish, swimming in the water. Hide behind the coattails of your father. I've been alone so long I thought I'd never last. . Stuck up on a shelf like an old dusty hat.