Just a song I wrote:
She needs to know, where she will end up
She wants to know, if she will make a friend
Some people call her crazy, I don’t
She might be just that, but sweetly so
Will you have her now…?
Janie, have you made a friend?
Janie why do you cry in the cold November rain?
I don’t know…
It’s
She’s standing there, looks so sad
Her head hangs low, oooh oooh
What will it be, what will it be?
Janie, have you found a home?
Janie, have you made a friend?
Janie why do you cry in the cold November rain?
I don’t know…
David Henry 01/28/2008
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People should read this.
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