Oh, sing to me, baby, oh She was a poetry girl I adored Late at night, I'd hear songs from her window Myrrh and frankincense seeped Through her door
Sing to me... She was a poetry girl I adored Late at night I'd hear songs from her window Myrrh and frankincense seeped through her door And they lingered
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