a song—folk—key of ???
dear Lizzie:
don't you wonder what i mean
when i say
something so ugly and foreseen
or pretty?
can't you read between the lines?
under the snow
there are blooming, stretching vines
come and see
the way that your nature
makes me want to find The Tree
leave with me:
the reckless abandon
in my flattery
dear Lizzie:
a cup of coffee is divine
let's drink up
and talk to bury the night
it's pretty
how you undermine my lines
in the sun
where we have no grasp on time
come and see
the way that your nature
makes me want to find The Tree
leave with me:
the reckless abandon
in my flattery
dear Lizzie:
did i just scare you away?
don't leave me
eventually i'll fade away
dear Lizzie:
though you've never heard me sing a song
you're so pretty
and now you are where you belong
come and see
the way that your nature
makes me want to find The Tree
leave with me:
the reckless abandon
in my flattery
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