Letra de Sweetheart
You drew a heart
With an arrow and it shot right past at a target
That was not me
With an arrow and it shot right past at a target
That was not me
And made a wind I felt across my face
Oh sweetheart
Vicarious sonic embrace
In this town there are so many telephone wires
You've got to keep down, keep down,
To not get hit in the face
By the old conversations
Oh sweetheart
Vicarious sonic embrace
In this town there are so many telephone wires
You've got to keep down, keep down,
To not get hit in the face
By the old conversations
COYNE, KEVIN
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