blues, I think
By alex herewane
Deep dark eyes, whiskey brain
Long brown fingers, cigarette stain
Time to go down as low as you can go
It's a wild wind, you can ride
it out, you can ride it in
Crowded people walking slow, look out
here comes your past
Look out here comes your future, eyes on the
ground, pushing and shoving
get you nowhere fast
I was searching
for you, when you said you were leaving well I didn't know it would be
so soon.
Why do we put our love on the line then try to shape it,
push it around
I want a lover, lover, lover thats in love with love,
I want a mother, mother,cause something I never had, I want a moment
a moment to last forever
I want to breathe to breathe easy cause
thats the art of life
Cherry lipstick,suspenders, high heels, short
tight black dress
Yes she looks as good as she feels
So far
gone and I wanted so much more
I want ,I want, I want, I wanted
Now I think I know what the blues are for
Comments on "blues, I think"
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On Sunday, May 27, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Devil with the blue dress on perhaps too, this definitely conjures up and image, some just aint the marrying kind, cheers!
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On Saturday, May 26, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...blues, & red hot...cherry lipstick is murder...