As the Whirlwind liked adhesive air a yelling wish liked me someone save me Mother worried honey you must taste your icing well this one has never been given by me And all she got of it she got me to fear
Can’t stop its haunting can’t quit its dancing the arms of mist want mine someone save me
Clouds lost the game again and now getting out of this paper well if sloughing off is allowed I’d pass by a tailor of my nephew’s mate and off the pages I got strolled by if choosing finer ink is allowed then please print me with Robert’s finger tops
Someone save me cos I’m already dancing but clouds lost their game so we whirled off to wish her all good on her Birthday took my hand and took my step stole my Saint and my strength
Can’t stop its haunting can’t quit its dancing the arms of Mist want mine someone save me Mother wishes me a luck sugar she will say hi just as you arrive so you roll yourself off
Can’t stop its haunting can’t quit its dancing the arms of mist want mine someone save me can’t dive into their tender colored cardigans
Father I am here can’t unbutton those Secrets so I can breathe a little father father I am here took my hand and took my step stole my Saint and my strength blew my breadcrumbs away oh blew them all away are they gone can’t find my way back home
If sailing to those who I can’t be a part of is allowed I can still try to anchor my heart at Bastian’s side while on me while on me he keeps his eye if not still wanna be their amalgam someone save me
Someone save me
Save me
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