via wildflower
"Sunday morning rain is falling ..
Steal some covers, share some skin ..
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable ..
You twist to fit the mold I am in ..
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do ..
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew ..
That someday it would bring me back to you"
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