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said she got struck down by loveand it's all becausesomeone showed her what it wassaid she got taken by floodsand was not proud ofthe trouble she'd begunsaid she got run down by dawnwith her name redrawnand left on things she'd be leaning onsaid she got swept up in song,left her room light onthough her heart's meant for moving onI've been sewn along my seamshemmed and mended, hiding everythingbut courage burns like keroseneand you were far too kind to mesaid she's been feeling just finethat she works part-timeand still has a couple things of minesaid she's been bathing in wineLetras de cancionesmy sweet madelineeyes like yours are hard to findand I've been told a million waysnot to sit and burn down all my dayswaiting for your heart to changebut something quiet says to stay.and I've been dreaming where you've been,mapped out rooms that we'd be drinking in.latin roots and motor innsjust say you'll come home, little wind. From Letras Mania