of living..
Wild Birds
She's got a strange way of just knowing what to say and showing how she don't care. She's got a strange way of playing the right games to leave me still standing there. She says wild birds sing the best songs you can't tame a heart that's free soaring high into the night sky leaving me...Walking along down empty streets, silence descends to her feet, night covers her with her pain. Now all the cars still drive past she stands alone with her stance - Mary you know nothing lasts.. She goes where no-one can follow nothing can ever touch her heart. She knows when to slam the brakes on and when to start...
And she's driving me
And she's driving me
And she's driving me (fuckin crazy!)
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And she always makes me hungry where most she satisfies. (Sorry William!) You can fall into the abyss in her eyes......