Still I think of you, baby And how I grew old with you then And - TopicsExpress



          

Still I think of you, baby And how I grew old with you then And this summer Youll call, maybe And act as if we were old friends Youd say, How are you, baby? Id say, Its raining in Athens And to this day I nurse the fever That spoiled my poor heart And Ive mastered the art of dealing Slipping away without falling apart So when, this summer You call, maybe And ask how Ive been I can be honest and answer plainly: Since November, its been raining
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 03:20:37 +0000

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