.oh sarah,
aaaall the time i dream of you
your blonde curls, red red lips
the way we kissed in jackson square
the trombones, pigeons
yellow streetlights there
but oh, to see you through
the dirty plexiglass:
it's cold in the summer,
cold in the spring
i surely .
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