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• Artiste: Ron Pope
• Titre: Virginia
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I grew up in the kind of place you have to pass When traveling somewhere else My mother laughed more than she cried But when she cried Well it was something everyone felt. Virginia I've been baffled by the echoes I've been deafened by the sounds of that place Where they said we should dream of heaven And keep our feet right on the ground I don't know if this is where we're meant to be But hey Virginia Won't you spend your days with me I dreamt of skies A quiet blue that laid to rest the pain of darker days And my dreams collide with subway cars But in my heart I knew that I was frightened for a change Morning paints the bedroom in a faded grey My hands remember yours I drank because I could not sleep Now I can't sleep 'cause I don't drink no more I don't know if this is where we're meant to be But hey Virginia Won't you spend your days with me New York ain't so pretty New York ain't so strange Soon we'll both forget our alibis Then maybe we could find a way to change I don't know if this is where we're meant to be I don't know if this is where we're meant to be I don't know if this is where we're meant to be But hey Virginia Won't you spend your days with me Won't you spend your days with me