Peek
Feeling alone
So I write a poem about home
And the girl that I knew
Always a tease
What are you wearing beneath your dress
I wanna peek
Silver is the plane
Where I sit and wait for a change
As I stare out over my state
But I'm stuck on the moon
Maybe I'm doomed to a night without you in my room
Maybe, somehow
So I write a poem about home
And the girl that I knew
Always a tease
What are you wearing beneath your dress
I wanna peek
Silver is the plane
Where I sit and wait for a change
As I stare out over my state
But I'm stuck on the moon
Maybe I'm doomed to a night without you in my room
Maybe, somehow
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Writer(s): Ana Regatero
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