Softer
She's perfect in her own way
Smoke rings rising to the winter grey
Shining, stepping off a silver train
She's amazing in her own way
Always moving to a better place
Laughing, you won't get to her better traits
I'm getting that sick taste in my mouth
From the medicine I can't keep down
You know time heals nothing by itself
I see that ever so clearly now
The lights had just gone out at Rockerfeller Center
Take it slow and make it softer
Easy likes it nice and steady
She looks just a little bit different now
Maybe a little bit softer around her eyes
 
 
 
 
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