Skipping along on a Sunday evening ice cream run
You're on your own
Out on the town in your prettiest gown you know
You're all alone
Where is he now?
I know he must be around
And you know I would be there
Do I wish I was him?
Do I know it's a sin?
unfinished
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Written July 3rd, 2006
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I like the way it starts out with the ice cream run all alone. pretty.

