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All who you know The ones who you let go And you try to lend a handWith your peace of mindBut she's too close to home She's too close to homeAnd you're too young to care Too stunned to dare Take another poor step spiral down the stairsWhere the sting of pine needles fall Where the sting of pine needles fallWith your cotton, black buttons and thread Short sweet good byes buried piled high inside your head No one says a thingNo missing, no mourning And the early bird singsDriftwood doll if you could would you say what you meanDriftwood doll if you could would you singNow you're in through the sliding glass doorHead down, face first, wings across the floor And so you try to call a friend who believes youTo help to make some sense to please you Cause you used to read my lipsHold your whole wide world in my finger tipsLetras de cancionesNow I'm too tired to cry anymoreAnd I'm too gone to ask why or what for So conveniently I try to buy time With my camera lens and a clear sense to make my thoughts rhyme With my eyes on the horizon and a mind made upDriftwood doll if you could would you speak up Driftwood doll if you could would speak up From Letras Mania