Were you looking for a sister?. Or looking for your mother?. I was looking for a love inspired. I didn't need a little brother to hold. When the wind blew cold.
Ride on the storm I made. I glide on. the ashes of the sky. My blue raincoat. makes me say 'No' today. Hey, when. does weather ever change. Some finer day, say things go my.
Madeleine hears the bohemians say. She's selfish and crazy which isn't so far from the truth. She's the essence of youth. The flower you place on eternity's grave.