You are still You.
I still belong to You.
I may never have made it
Out of the murder room,
But look at the tea party we’ve had
And if I end up leaving here soon
I’d like to reserve a table for Two
Up there with You.
You are still You.
I still belong to You.
I may never have made it
Out of the murder room,
But look at the tea party we’ve had
And if I end up leaving here soon
I’d like to reserve a table for Two
Up there with You.
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