Thursday, 22 December 2011

My friend

I wanna sing,
In caramel blues,
Holding your hand,
Streetwalkin' through the town.
Rooftops sing along with daytime city birds.
Ol' smell of dust and dirt,
Taint the ice cream parlours with a lively fume.
Cup of coffee,
Down the street.
Smilin' all the way home.
Living a life with you.

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