Monday, September 04, 2006

" I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away "

There's wind that blows in from the north.
And it says that loving takes this course.
Come here. Come here.
No I'm not impossible to touch
I have never wanted you so much.
Come here. Come here.
Have I never laid down by your side.
Baby, let's forget about this pride.
Come here. Come here.
Well I'm in no hurry.
Don't have to run away this time.
I know that you're timid.
But it's gonna be all right this time. - Come Here, Kath Bloom

[ Before Sunrise ]

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