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Meagan's Gyspy eyesThe lyres surround mePurple drops of rainThe sun shone around meDeath that clouds her lifeWill be forever[Thee?] Is lovedYet cannot love, not neverMystic thoughts of loveAnd her's completelyTaught her how to runThough not discreetlyMeagan's not as oldAs she'd like to think she's youngSophisitcated dreamsAre as plastic as the songsShe has sungLikes to think she's hung up on herselfAnd aren't you lucky?Meagan's Gypsy eyesThe lyres surround mePurple drops of rainThe sun shone 'round me Aus Songtexte Mania