COLD HEART
Girly I tried to find your shop
today
Retraced the steps from my place
to yours
But it wasn't there it had gone
away
I remember it well it had red
doors
And a broken clock that didn't
chime
I wanted to buy the record
player
(You had it in the window last
time)
And give thanks with you to god
in prayer
I found the shop but you weren't
there
It was all locked up like your
cold heart
Sometimes I think that you don’t
care
Why do you have to be so smart
Cottonopolis was never like this
Before you came my little Miss
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