Saturday, May 28, 2005

Miss you Mama

I can still see the day that you came to me on the painted desert
In your busted down Ford and your platform heels
I could never figure out why you chose that particular place to meet
Ah, but you were right. It was perfect as I got in behind the wheel.

-Bob Dylan, Brownsville Girl

1 Comments:

Blogger sarahsmile3 said...

remeber that one easter bash when we were kissing behind the kegs, trying to stay hidden from our friends? I miss it.

2:41 PM  

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