groucho`s making so many faces.
"are we there yet?" my thoughts are wasted.
what exactly were you thinking on that day?
the timing is always wrong.
angel, I thought you`d heard this song
before I`d left out of my mind this morning.
groucho`s taking so much of my time.
another call home and I`ll be fine.
were you saying that it was making everything worse?
the timing is always wrong.
angel I thought you`d felt our song
before I`d left into my mind this morning.
far away, so far away from home...
better days await. another long ride home.
I need to see you when you say "forget me nots" on the long ride home.
what exactly were you thinking?
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