Broken she
Has her arms twisted
Is pointing at me
I'll stand, but I ain't coming
Over as she
She spoke with a voice
That struck at the sky
She said, "come on over
Bittersweet I'll wrap you in my arms"
And she said,
"Let me sign"
"Let me sign"
Has her arms twisted
Is pointing at me
I'll stand, but I ain't coming
Over as she
She spoke with a voice
That struck at the sky
She said, "come on over
Bittersweet I'll wrap you in my arms"
And she said,
"Let me sign"
"Let me sign"
Boy, he's a good singer.
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