I’m a song
And I’m sliding like a knife,
Cutting threw…
You may lie about me
Like young kids do…
But can you hear my shoes
When I whistle our tears?
I’m tired of walking,
Don’t know how I’ve reached your place…
Can you love an awesome frog
As much you care about a lonesome dog?
Baby, i'm trying...
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