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Strange is the pencil with which I draw for you In bigger favor, yes, I wanted you I rose in the trellis, how I grew for you Rose in the trellis, yes, I wanted you So come on, put it in song Tell me how you feel Come on, right from the wrong Make it real. Just because the evidence seems clearer than day Could it be the providence was leading you astray? Come on, right from the wrong Time to make it real. Strange is the pencil with which I draw for you In bigger favor, yes, I wanted you I rose in the trellis, darling, how I grew for you Rose in the trellis, yes, I wanted you So come on, put it in song Tell me how you feel Come on, right from the wrong Make it real. From Letras Mania