Another little song...

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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