Friday, April 13, 2012

Rosie

I've got a pocket full of change,
but I don't want to.
And you,
you've got a pocket full of empty
hands.
Here we stand.

Winds that take and toss my hair
Does it look alright to you?
You don't care.
Hands in your pockets
empty stare.

I've got a pocket full of change,
but I don't want to.
And you,
you've got a pocket full of empty
hands.
Here we stand.

Always wondered what those hands would hold
most days you're too scared
or it's too cold
empty hands in your pockets

I've got a pocket full of change,
but I don't want to.
And you,
you've got a pocket full of empty
hands.
Here we stand.

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