Keren Ann
Polly
Polly left on Christmas EveI will know as long as I live that it was allYou had in mindShe was turning Twenty-eightAnd I always thought it's too late to tell youI never criedThere were so many ways to hideIn the hours of wasteAnd I will beMore than it takesTo youIt was different time and placeHow we used to sit on the fence and wait for herLike a gamePolly knew but never saidThe very little time that she had was easyOn that dayThere was so many ways to hideIn the hours of wasteAnd I will beMore than it takesTo you
From Letras Mania