She needs a song
If you need anything
just say so, then I'll sell my life to buy your comfort
...walking to you barefoot through the scary backroads,
over private property and across the busy highways.
I've got my guitar on my backpack, and I've picked a spot
to write a song to you. Jessica you know I love you
and I'd give anything to change your tune.
Always caught up in minor keys,
augmented hopes, diminished dreams.
I'll be there soon. Don't change, my friend... just wait for me.
(to my cousin)
posted by Deirdre on 6:28 PM
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