Sitting in my darkened bedroom studio thinking, planning and reminiscing. Thinking about my destiny girl, Christina and the times we spent down by the RC creek. Loved to watch her play in the creek! My ending to the song: Shes got eyes of the bluest skies and if they thought of rain, Id hate to look into those eyes and see an once of pain. Her hair reminds of the one safe place where as a child Id hide and pray for the thunder and the rain. Why does she have to cry... oh oh oh sweet child of mine. Oh oh oh oh sweet love of mine. When the rain comes, they run and hide their heads. They might as well be dead when the rain comes! Love, The Red Rose &War Child. - The Demigod.
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 07:58:39 +0000
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