Artista:
Michael Franks
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We touched like watercolour fawnsIn landscapes painted by CezanneLike lovers floating painted by ChegallBut you and I were you-I thenWe thought the rush would never endWe thought the sky, the sky would never fallWe lived we loved we laughed we criedWell never die, and now I think of youAnd I change right into Mr BlueYou say your lover buys you laceI say hes fine, I like his faceI guess you still think love will conquere allI know, but its not what you thinkI only hope it stays in syncI only want, I want to wish you well
