I DO MY REFLECTIVE MOMENTS IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BIG PILLOWS WHERE I USUALLY DO MY QUIET TIME IN MY COZY BUNGALOW ... I WANT TO WRITE ONCE MORE ... TO PEOPLE AND FRIENDS WHO SPEND MOST OF THEIR TIME THINKING ABOUT THINGS ... AT THEIR OWN DESKS OF LIFE..
You give your hand to me Then you say hello I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well But you don't know me
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