Colors
The trees are blue, blue is orange
red and white
See me here in your midst
standing right
In front of you alone holding on
to your sight
Feeding on the image
late at night
Set me free ask me out, I
make it quite
clear – I love you.
The trees are blue, blue is orange
red and white
See me here in your midst
standing right
In front of you alone holding on
to your sight
Feeding on the image
late at night
Set me free ask me out, I
make it quite
clear – I love you.
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