Passing in fancy
There is not a way to do things but there is your way
These vehicles greater higher lower and most likely middle
The baby one for they were here first
Yours mystifying
As a frozen lake once in Denmark you remind me
She stood on the ice it held her well
There was only one question
Would it hold us both
Her English failed her when she needed it the most
He didn't really want to translate
Honestly I understood her
Not which ones which ways but knew her meaning
I left on a train that got on a boat didn't know they did that
This feeling reminds me of then
You have this way about you
Or this idea I hold
I can not fathom
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