There's a cat in my alleyway. Dreaming of birds that are blue. Sometimes, girl, when I'm lonely. This is how I think about you. . There are times that I want you.
I'm ten feet under water. Standing in a sunken canoe. Looking up at the waterlilies. They're green and violet blue. . Still the sun it finds a place to light me.
There's a cat in the alleyway. Dreaming of birds that are blue. Sometimes girl when I'm lonely. This is how I think about you. There are times that I want you.
Everyone knows everybody else. Let's skip introductions. Talk on little Joe. His mother left for me to mind. a 100 a week. A lovely guy of 26. loves only the lonely.