Beauty, I know
lurks here
Right round the corner
I fear
you can't be serious
Judgement is near
My mind's always gone there
There's trouble
here In these parts
that I've found all alone
A solemn and
safe little home
to a lone
romance
out on the road
My mind's always gone there
There's trouble
in these parts here
And you'll learn
how to fit
& right in you'll
I'll wait up for you
Black turns to blue
Beauty, I know
lurks here
Right round the corner
I fear
Dear, you must be serious
Mercy, I hear
My mind's always gone there
There's trouble
in these parts here
And you'll learn
how to fit &
right in you'll
I'll wait up for you
Black turns to blue
Between all the lines
All four of my sides
To cover me in
Writer
Kenneth A. Pattengale

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