We speak in the store I\'m a sensitive bore And you\'re markedly more And I\'m oozing suprise But it\'s late in the day And you\'re well on your way What was golden went gray And I\'m suddenly shy And the gathering floozies Afford to be choosy And all sneezing darkly In the dimming divide And I have read the right book To interpret your look You were knocking me down With the palm of your eye~ This was unlike the story It was written to be I was riding its back When it used to ride me And we were galloping manic To the mouth of the source We were swallowing panic In the face of its force And I was blue I was blue and unwell Made me bolt like a horse Now it\'s done Watch it go You\'ve changed some Water ruin from the snow Am I so dear Do I run rare You\'ve changed some Peach, plum, pea编辑于2023/05/09更新