Good Shoes
Our Loving Mother In A Pink Diamond
Well I'd go, back to
The places we used to go to
With wind in my hair
And thoughts of childhood memories
To ride, by the sea
From Sidmouth to Compton beach
With wind in my hair
And I try
And I go, back to
The places we used to go to
With wind in my hair
And thoughts of childhood memories
I'd go back to
A single story bungalow
To get, to know
People who've seen so much
And grown so old
(Thanks to Morgane for these lyrics)
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