The vagaries of the heart
Is never clearer
Than when you sit and stew
And brood and vent
For hours and days and months
But forgive and forget
And dive right back in the deep end
Because the phone rang.
Is never clearer
Than when you sit and stew
And brood and vent
For hours and days and months
But forgive and forget
And dive right back in the deep end
Because the phone rang.
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