I stole all those poems
They belong to a girl
I used to know
There's still music
On Queen Street
Where all the young girls go
I would rather be down there
Than to read these notes
I praise all these soft
Summer girls
They take me away
From the one I used to know
By the light of the kitchen
I've been reading your notes
I didn't notice
I had forgotten
The sound of your voice
Are you still the same girl
I used to know?
Do you still wake up early
To write your poems?
I praise all these soft
Summer girls
They take me away
From the one I used to know
I praise all these soft
Summer girls
All that's left now
Are summer girls
I stole all her letters I stole all those poems They belong to a girl I used to know There's still music On Queen Street Where all the young girls go I would rather be down there Than to read these notes I praise all these soft Summer girls They take me away From the one I used to know By the light of the kitchen I've been reading your notes I didn't notice I had forgotten The sound of your voice Are you still the same girl I used to know? Do you still wake up early To write your poems? I praise all these soft Summer girls They take me away From the one I used to know I praise all these soft Summer girls All that's left now Are summer girls Explain Request ×
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