Ash to the sea
In my eyes so I shouldn’t see
Ash on my Christmas tree
Pola’s got a present for me
Laughter on her waterbed not another user
Just a hundred tears instead she said she’d give it to them
The same I said but I fell did he call did he sound cold
We could never get enough of
Ash to the wind
On my tongue so I couldn’t speak
Not a Barbie Doll not Di Caprio
We have a silent talk
Better so then a mess of Michel and Nicole
Questioning what we have done wrong think you’re
So strong think I can’t be it anymore
Ash of my mind ash to your dripping heart
Guess we play with the bad cards
Ash my leader I think you should need her
Ash behind your feet when you cross another fear
To the sea
And to Pola’s wonderful wish
And to the beauty’s from all the world
We have a silent talk
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