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• Artiste: Pucks
• Titre: Grab My Hand
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Playing in the back home yard with a puppet on a string she could ease my mind and noticed every thing every single bad boy intention Drive my dinky toys till the carpet hurt my knees sitting by the stove she looked at me so pleased lifted me up and we flew to heaven Tell me why her smile is gone the sky's still blue Tell me why no fragrant scent smells like morning dew playing in the back home yard got my first guitar I still see her eyes twinkeling like a star saying go boy don't stop dreaming Many winters past she layed on the bed I could ease her mind we laughed and cried were sad Her wrinkeled hands offered me protection Tell me why her smile is gone the sky's still blue Tell me why no fragrant scent smells like morning dew And tell me how she queezed her love out her ancient heart How am I supposed to know