Happiness dangles
By a silvered thread
I'd catch the cold
You send to me
It'd go straight to my head.
I climb the hill
And turn to the city streets
We all look so far away
Through the city night lights
I just follow my feet
Down the forest path
It's really plain to see
That we are all together
When we turn toward each other
And flee.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
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