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She could not control her guilty smile I slept alone that night It was on Christmas Day that nothing came and nothing went away The sunflowers that make you wait while broken skins float down kitchen drains Cicadas beat a rhythm, landscapes of music I pull the blinds Sunflowers on the meadow, fixed in tireless fires Sunlit water sparkles out your eyes The Anesthetist drank all my wine, Letras de cancionesI took a bus back in time and hid under my table Bony limbs of tired restless children, the hot seats of a car, the singing of summer traveling She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips, sunset fell on painted lips, the moon shone out like a halo My face against the warm grassy air, your suntanned derrière, with despair I loved you with intentions Hurricane scratches out a skyline, fear of wasted years leads me to dream a while Sought the flesh of younger girls in his twilight years; maybe he'll get lucky tonight Here I am, awoken by the tulips, your stubborn pouted lips would not caress my name I roll into my convalescent shade, I play a little game I see you do the same Your heart a battleship, you're weeping Hotel stops the rain A horse compares its tail to its mane The Anesthetist drank all my wine, I took a bus back in time and hid under my table Bony limbs of tired restless children, the hot seats of a car, the singing of summer traveling She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips, sunset fell on painted lips, the moon shone out like a halo My face against the warm grassy air, your suntanned derrière, with despair I loved you with intentions The Anesthetist drank all my wine, I took a bus back in time and hid under my table Bony limbs of tired restless children, the hot seats of a car, the singing of summer traveling She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips, sunset fell on painted lips, the moon shone out like a halo My face against the warm grassy air, your suntanned derrière, with despair I loved you with intentions The Anesthetist drank all my wine, I took a bus back in time and hid under my table Bony limbs of tired restless children, the hot seats of a car, the singing of summer traveling She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips, sunset fell on painted lips, the moon shone out like a halo My face against the warm grassy air, your suntanned derrière, with despair I loved you with intentions From Letras Mania