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EDIE BRICKELL >> Merchandise Links
EDIE BRICKELL
Way back when we were young We're still the same here now under the sun Basket full of Easter grass A little boy runs across the path to find Mercy in the hearts of souls Who never had no mercy shown to them Will you please forgive me I want to be forgiven A vacant engineer rides on a train Of thought that will now take him home And waving from the windows is the innocence That has no place to go A boomerang of birds flies high Over your head and I look to the sky Will you please forgive me I want to be forgiven Given another chance to show you I love Another chance to show you I feel Another chance to show you I love Another chance to show you I feel Here I am like I always was Here I am like I'll always be Here I am like I always was Here I am like I'll always be Forgiven
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