Paroles de Just After Dusk
I could use a showerJust after dusk
You can bring your notebook in
Jot down my imperfections
Be still, my peach faced bird
The mirror won't be fed
It is hard to spread your wings
In the cages of a friend
We will always have the mystery
The mystery?
The mystery?
We will always have the mystery
The mystery?
Of what could have been!
The mystery!
The mystery!
Of what could have been!
It is hard to spread your wings
In the cages of a friend
We will always have the mystery
The mystery?
The mystery?
We will always have the mystery
The mystery?
Of what could have been!
The mystery!
The mystery!
Of what could have been!
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