13 sept 2012, 7:34
Brett Anderson - A Different Place
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Brett Anderson - A Different Place
We sat under London skies on
A perfect June day.
I touched her hand
And whispered her name.
And all of the birds flew by and
The clouds blow away
The rose oil in her hair
And her infinite craze.
These are the thoughts
That take me
To a different place. ...
We sat under London skies on
A perfect June day.
I touched her hand
And whispered her name.
And all of the birds flew by and
The clouds blow away
The rose oil in her hair
And her infinite craze.
These are the thoughts
That take me
To a different place. ...
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