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I close my eyes and you appear
I think of you all day long...
Who am I to question you, to say that you are...
Who am I to hum the tune of life's unending song...
When night appear I am there.
I walk upon the Earth at night...
I cut it bleeds
You ask why...
When night appear I am there.
I walk upon the Earth at night...
Who am I to question you, to say that you are...
Who am I to hum the tune of life's unending song...
I close my eyes and you appear
I think of you all day long...
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There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex. People should be very free with sex, they should draw the line at goats. ~Elton John |
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If gays are granted rights, next we'll have to give rights to prostitutes and to people who sleep with St. Bernards and to nailbiters. ~Anita Bryant |
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What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains. ~Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire, 1947 |