Texty: Clarks. Love Gone Sour Suspicion And Bad Debt. Madeline.

Madeline flows like the summer stream
She talks with her eyes, she moves in a dream
Serenity grows in a pasture of green and Madeline flows
Abagail flies on a silver wing
She might let me go she might let me sing
Prosperity lies in a mountain of things and Abagail flies

When you find her, tell her you don't mind
The way that she crosses her legs
She winks to let you know
I only like to observe I don't profess to know

Kira comes on like the morning sun
She opens her eyes, she looks out for fun
Affinity flies through a canyon of one and Kira comes on
Tabatha walks in the pouring rain
She closes her eyes to block out the pain
Disparity flows through a river of shame and Tabatha walks

When you find her, tell her you don't mind
The way that she crosses her legs, she winks to let you know
I only like to observe I don't profess to know
And in the garden of blue she's coming back to you and the feeling is true
Oh Madeline, won't you tell me what your gonna do

And when you find her tell her you mind
The way she crosses her heart and says I hope to die
I guess I'll never know you I guess I'll never know why
And in the garden of blue she's coming back to you and the feeling is true
Oh Madeline, I never knew what you were going through