My Dear Gin
(blog entry)
She stares up at the stars when
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them
And then she was gone
Oh, I sleep just to dream her
I beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them
And then she was gone
Oh, I sleep just to dream her
I beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms
