Alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room Young girl...violins...center of her own attention The, mother...
Woman, I can remember a woman Warm were her kisses and tender was she lying...
I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world But she's just...
John farnham, phil buckle, and ross fraser I've got a question can you answer me...
These are the thoughts of a father On the wedding day of his daughter As...
How does he do it? How do they do it?...
Once divided. Nothing left to subtract. Some words when spoken...
Light green to green, dark green, brown.. Every life is...
sirens scream wanton attention Time to take heed and change...
at home drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on...
I know about a man to whom I may be...
You'll be Going out with radio Going out with disco...
Alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room Young girl...violins...center of...
She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone...
How does he do it? How do they do it?...