Joey Siskou

Undo
She thought sometime last night Fought off the yellow light And turned away from me. She found her way back home.. Picked up her pearly comb And turned away from me. Her back is always to me, Her mind is always Gone. Sits there Brushing her Long black hair.. Turned away from me. Turned away from me. Her back is always to me, Her mind is always gone.. Her thoughts tend to undo me Her long black hair is very long. They called her witchy when she was younger I suppose it had something to do with her nose. From Letras Mania