.From under a Tuscan sun one day she arrived at his door>
Knock, knock is anybody listening?
Lightning in a bottle jewel of the crown
You know someday somebody's gonna love her>
Their eyes met, you could say it was more like a crash
Over the bed spread Henri Magritte ate his apple
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