Stripped

by Shadows Of A Dying Angel   Mar 25, 2007


Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
We'll let the owls pass
Take my hand
Come back to the land
Stay with me just for one day
Let me see you strip down to the bone
So we can just go home
You breathe in fumes
When we kiss
Lets make this ours
Just for a few hours

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