flights of fancy / Thursday, February 01, 2007
Sit with me, come and play
I need you so near
Stay a while, for a day
Maybe two, have no fear
What I am is not all good,
It's not all bad, it's okay
Time has come, wish we could
Get it back, it's too late
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most
Sing to me once again
In your room, like old days
Speak to me, it depends
On how you do in all ways
Bring me back little smiles
Funny ways you speak to me
Bring me back all your wiles
Whimsical fancies
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most
And I miss you the most
/Hopped!
3:59 AM
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