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Rickie Lee Jones » The Unsigned Painting |
There must be a golden frame
Coming to me
Cuz where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
The very day when you first heard
Your heart beat
Listens for you still
So I think
it's not so much the painting
As what you give yourself
By what you leave
Your signature...
On Sundays the ladies
Took off their wiry, old hats and
Made donuts in the back of
The church. I can
Smell them cooking in middle of mass
Cakes are prizes at carnivals
Holding hands
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اس دھن کے لیے کوئی ویڈیو نہیں ہے. آپ نیچے دیئے گئے لنک پر کلک کر کے شامل کر سکتے ہیں.
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