Baby, baby, baby
I wish that you could save me
All along I've been waiting
For my baby baby baby
To save me Save me save me
But baby baby maybe
For me it will always be
Wilted like a daisy
A nightmare not a daydream
So baby you can't save me
Cause baby I'm just crazy
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The World is Gray and Other Truthful Lies
PoésieWhere Faith spills everything in verses and ramblings. If the world is grey, this selection of poetry is black.
