My phone rings
every week
after you call my mum
And I do not understand
Why your window is always dark
When I come
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My phone rings
every week
after you call my mum
And I do not understand
Why your window is always dark
When I come
Wow Lacadalet. That takes some thinking about. I can make a version of the verse, but the title is harder to match. You got me pondering :)
cheers
JB
Enigmatic, can you help?? Otherwise I'll have to do with it what my imagination suggests - Best to you - Bar
you're definitely woven mystery here through omission. who catches the rain is like asking who gets the flack
hi,
thanks for the comments..! :blush:
I wanted to say that I were not alone in the rain. maybe, you never know if you have to worry or what to feel.
what would you feel..? :)