all blues
plant me a garden of sun
sing me a vision of you
i need a way to get over
ennui and boredom and blues
i guess i missed out on the spring
on good times and riches and bliss
the world is now filled with the rubble
of echoes of calling for this
i need you to bring me to good things
i'll even get down on my knees
i hear every year there's a spring time
make me one with he birds and the bees
please
Timesbold
( de Eye Eye)
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