I stuck my eye up there
In the ribbon dancing
Through my hair
A butterfly in the wind..
And cant' l catch it
She's wiping me
With her aura of recklessness
Yuor country
Is a season daylight in your hair,
Or the ribbon in the yeast.
Ah, she tied me
The boy you' ve got
A heart held in ostage, boy!
Lefteris Siomos.K593a l.s.eng
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