| 1 entry | | |  | | | | untitled | wrote | | Home I wish I knew the score, Home I wish I were there before.
I am flying like a dragonfly down by the riverside oh home I wish I knew the score.
The way in which the season turn have changed, all the leaves have fallen from there trees, and the ways which the colours hit my eyes has gone a little jaded.
The worry lines appear from your face and your smiles dont comfort me with grace and your eyes scare me into darkness, only you can save us.
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