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Willard Grant Conspiracy - Front Porch lyrics
Paint a tiny portrait In your memory Take it out and dust it off When you remember me Sitting on the front porch Whispers in the dark The leaves of fall Are breaking up And heavy in the yard I guess that I misunderstood Or got too comfortable With the rank and file Of all the things You believe in I guess that I should have seen We were far from a perfect fit Whatever it was you needed I just could'nt give So tonight I'll sit out here With the stars and trees above And hope you wont think less of me Than my heart already does |
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