Goldilocks and a teddy bear-
love's impotence is just too clear.
He raised a clock tower in my heart-
it beat and sang; it played its part.
That thing about his voice, I say,
makes me drift everyday.
A handful of art, nothing more-
what's there to a sea but the shore?
Riddles one too many, my dear-
love's impotence is just too clear.
love's impotence is just too clear.
He raised a clock tower in my heart-
it beat and sang; it played its part.
That thing about his voice, I say,
makes me drift everyday.
A handful of art, nothing more-
what's there to a sea but the shore?
Riddles one too many, my dear-
love's impotence is just too clear.
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