Oct 2011
Your hair burns in my memory,
Your eyes that glisten cleverly,
Your lips that kiss me tenderly,
On your coat, a peice of celery.
Your eyes that glisten cleverly,
Your lips that kiss me tenderly,
On your coat, a peice of celery.
I had this stuck together with "Over Mountain". After re-reading them, I realize that they are not related at all.
