The highway is full of big cars
going nowhere fast
And folks is smoking anything that’ll burn
Some people wrap their lies around a cocktail glass
And you sit wondering
where you’re going to turn
I got it.
Come. And be my baby.
 
Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow
But others say we’ve got a week or two
The paper is full of every kind of blooming horror
And you sit wondering
What you’re gonna do.
I got it.
Come. And be my baby.

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Isabella Koldras
Environ 4 ans

I got it.

Gjabby Guterrez
plus de 4 ans

I love this poem, for so many reasons.
But mainly, because – if not for love, what else do we truly have?

We're here, and we're gone.
Best to carve out a whole lotta love and happiness.

Robert L. Martin
presque 5 ans

Great, great, great.

Sarah Bentley
presque 5 ans

For all my babies, Come on! Happy Valentine's Day!

crazyheart
plus de 6 ans

love it

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