A LACE CURTAIN
A lace curtain
A wind caresses my cheek
Outside I can see some autumn leaves dance on the pavement
Several cars are driving by, towards somewhere I don't know
On the floor my boots are muddy
A major emotional collapse is on its way
A wind caresses my cheek
Outside I can see some autumn leaves dance on the pavement
Several cars are driving by, towards somewhere I don't know
On the floor my boots are muddy
A major emotional collapse is on its way
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