when the day drags
and conversation flags
there's a place i'd rather be:
where the weather's chilly and cloudy
and the people aren't chummy or sunny,
where hope
disappears like smoke
up the chimney
and away over the rooftops...
and conversation flags
there's a place i'd rather be:
where the weather's chilly and cloudy
and the people aren't chummy or sunny,
where hope
disappears like smoke
up the chimney
and away over the rooftops...
1 comment:
more, i need more...
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