In my head I found you there And running around and following me But you don't, oh, dare, now. But I find that I have, now, more Than I ever wanted too
So maybe thomas jefferson wasn't born In your backyard like you have said and Maybe I'm just the horizon you run to when she has left You there, you, all here in my head and Running around and calling me come back I'll show you the roses and brush off the snow and Open their petals again and again and you know that Apple green ice cream can melt in your hands I can't so...
I, I held your hand at the fair and Even forgot what time it was And even thomas jefferson wasn't born In your backyard like you have said and Maybe I'm just the horizon you run to When she has left you and me here alone on the floor, You're counting my feathers as the bells toll You see the bow and the belt and the girl from the south all Fav'rites of mine you know them all well And spring brings fresh little puddles that makes it all clear makes it all... Do you know, hey, do you know, what this is doing to me? Here in my head
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