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they were lost in the mist and they didn't have timeto see what I could see and it hurt meand they were driving around with the stereo onand there was nothing on the air to relieve meand you were sitting in the back and in the mirrorI could see that you were pointing your guns towards mebut I knew from the start that your heart was mineand you were too sick a person to marry meSheer Wonder babyand you worry too much about the zombies and the deadand the men of no faith around meand all the gigantic creatures that you're drawing for meI believe that you saw them reallyand in providence, rhode island there's a cottage radioand they're playing the songs that you've written for meand for every bagel that you have without methere is a needle in the doll that you knitted for meall the places that i love so badwhy did i have to take you there cause now they make me sick to my stomachSheer Wonder baby From Letras Mania