Testo THE GIRL FROM MISSOURI

your face in the photograph was beautiful and pure. your face in the photograph held the fires of the world. I howl for the smell of you, I scream for your touch. your face in the photograph could carry me away. barefoot in the holy land, leaves tangled in your hair; it might've been your simple smile that sprayed me sweet with faith. they pump you up with little lies, they pump you up with dreams. your face in the photograph could carry me away. your faith could crack my stupid heart. your faith could carry me away.