Thursday, March 30, 2006

Anna begins...

She's talking in her sleep-it's keeping me awake
And Anna begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but I understand it all
Oh lord! I'm not ready for this sort of thing
Her kindness bangs a gong
It’s moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It s chasing me away. She dissappears, and
oh lord! I’m not ready for this sort of thing...

1 comment:

Libélula said...

"These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days." I loooove that song!!!!!