martes, 26 de agosto de 2008



Dear prudence let me see your smile...
Dear prudence see the sunny like a little child...
The clouds will be a daisy chain so let me see you smile again dear prudence...
Won't you let me see you smile?

The sun is up... the sky is blue... it's beautiful... and so are you...

dear prudence

Won't you come out to play?

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