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Speace Amy

I sit by my window and stare at the moon I've held all your letters till my fingers were blue I recall every moment like I'm pressing rewind I got what

Heading down the Susquehanna In a boat made of pine Floating down this gentle river To forget what once was mine I know you love another Even though

I don't like men who tell me how to talk and how to dress I don't like girls who gossip when their own life is a mess I don't like winter in New York

It's a quiet drive home, there's less and less to say Pleasant nods and smiles are weighted Behind us to the west, you see it in reverse The sun is fire

Stayed up all night under canopy stars The light of the moon competing with mars The glow of the fire had faded away Over the mountains crept in the

You wake in a cloud every morning Ready to find somewhere to hide Turn on the news to thunderstorm warnings Prepare for the worst you might find You

I was only nineteen the morning you were born With your hair fine and red and your eyes like my own Barely a woman with only a song I sang to keep you

It?s been cold here So many days without sunshine it?s hanging on tight This dark winter light In like a lion Out like a hunter preying on what little

Someone better?s gonna treat me better baby Someone better?s gonna scratch this itch Can?t wait forever, I could go crazy There?s got to be something