Amy Jeanne, you're in my dream.
Your eyes they seem like stars and all this seems like scaffolding to lift up who you are. The hospital, the long ride home, your hands as new as snow. You lie asleep in the backseat and I can feel you glow.
Your eyes they seem like stars and all this seems like scaffolding to lift up who you are. The hospital, the long ride home, your hands as new as snow. You lie asleep in the backseat and I can feel you glow.
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