Lying in the dining room all day
Watching all the petals sweep and sway
Open your eyes
Purple Rain begins to flood the room
Smelling like familiar perfume
Open your thighs
I’d sell my soul, to steal you as a whole
Away from San Francisco
I’d sell my soul, to steal you as a whole
Away from San Francisco
Walking through the childhood of trees
Looking at the snails and the bees
For years some tears
But as the nights begin to set
My words became mush with nothing said
For years some fears
I’d sell my soul, to steal you as a whole
Away from San Francisco
I’d sell my soul, to steal you as a whole
Away from San Francisco
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