Sitting here, wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore I'd put it on when I go lonely Will you take off your dress and send it to me? I miss your kissing and I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your soup and I miss your bread And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast and drip your wine Just wear that dress when you dine "E" - "L" - "I" - "Z" - "A" - "B" - "E" - "T" - "H" Sitting here, wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore Bloody your hands on a cactus tree Wipe it on your dress and send it to me Sitting here, wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Gospel
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- Mon Apr 1 2002 at 04:32:39 (7.6 years ago )
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