Writing for you is easy.
If only I could say the same words.
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Sunday
` These are the hymns that today we've ignored '
TwentyTen Blues.
Sitting out, yes I'm sitting out in the cold
Looking for your words to come strolling on
But the only form of pleasure
Is what the truth would hold if I had told you so.
Now I'm,
I'm waiting on, I'm waiting on