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Wait For Me

Wait for me, if I dont come go to bed and suck your thumb call my name,if I dont hear wake the baby,bring her here meet me at the cornerstone of my life,Ill be alone red carnations in your hair thats the way I'll know your there beat a drum on Clancy street where your brothers used to meet at the Deli I'll arrive shortly after three or five we'll have dinner on the train bound for somewhere free of pain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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