Song parody of
setting sun
by Rachel Rosemarie
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I wonder each time you ask
How you have forgotten
I wonder each time you ask
How you didnt read my mind
I wonder each time you ask
How you have forgotten
I wonder each time you ask
How you didnt read my mind
You are the setting sun
The backdoor of your mind
The growth is on heavy leaves
Lost in precious time
The cantaloupe so close to fruit
But lost and carried by
I'm wondering if time will
Tell the sky
I am liable to cry when
I wrap myself around you
I am liable to die when
I fall asleep breathing next to you
I am liable to cry when
I wrap myself around you
I am liable to die when
I fall asleep breathing next to you
You feed me back to myself
You feed me back to myself
You feed me back to myself
You are the setting sun
The backdoor of your mind
That growths on heavy leaves lost in precious time
The cantaloupe so close to fruit
But lost and carried by
Im wondering if time will
Tell the sky
I wonder each time you ask
How you have forgotten
I wonder each time you ask
How you didnt read my mind
I wonder each time you ask
How you have forgotten
I wonder each time you ask
How you didnt read my mind
You are the setting sun
The backdoor of your mind
The growth is on heavy leaves
Lost in precious time
The cantaloupe so close to fruit
But lost and carried by
I'm wondering if time will
Tell the sky
I am liable to cry when
I wrap myself around you
I am liable to die when
I fall asleep breathing next to you
I am liable to cry when
I wrap myself around you
I am liable to die when
I fall asleep breathing next to you
You feed me back to myself
You feed me back to myself
You feed me back to myself
You are the setting sun
The backdoor of your mind
That growths on heavy leaves lost in precious time
The cantaloupe so close to fruit
But lost and carried by
Im wondering if time will
Tell the sky
