red flag on machine©
I remember when we first met
something i'll never forget,
he was in blue coveralls
i see them now how my heart falls.
It falls to my feet but not up again
oh how i remember way back then,
for then we were just starting out
our whole life was up and about.
I remember when we last met
something i long to forget,
he was in blue jeans
now i know what all this means.
First i was blue then magically not
now the blues is all i've got,
they brought us 2gether from the start
then came along and ripped up my heart.
So now every day i see blue
my dearest faron i think of you,
a fixer repairing my life support machine
your rare skill again needs to be seen!
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Sally
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