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Hammill Peter Out Of Water Green Fingers He'll be young forever if he keeps this up... So the bedroom playboy's never going to grow up. The heart is a secret garden to which there are no short cuts. Only green young fingers make the garden bloom; for the serious young man now is always too soon - The heart is a secret garden, the head is a darkened room. Close your eyes... how does it feel to be in love? ...Much too difficult, you shove green fingers into gloves. Get those fingers dirty - now you're getting warm; blood those hands with passion, turn your face to the storm. The heart is a bed of roses, The heart is a bed of thorns. Bleed, green finger, bleed. Some future memory stirs... someone's always getting burned if intensity holds true. If it's real to be in love how does it feel to be in love? ...Green fingers stripped of gloves. |
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