Greencards
Greencards - Outskirts Of Blue lyrics
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I still call out for angels (and) I still wish on a falling star and the rain makes me smile when I wonder where you are As the fields of green pass by I can taste the wine that we once shared and I sing with the flowers on the mountain through the winds that whisper there The truth has a habit of creeping right on up to you You left your mark on my heart like an old stone tablet weathered and worn on the outskirts of blue Today I found some old letters At times I'd laugh, then I'd cry It made me feel a whole lot better the thought of you, by my side