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   Thursday, November 11, 2004
Flower In The Dust By John Carter

She's a wild one, now
And she runs free
She won't fade out,
And won't concede

She laughs a little
When she bleeds
And she gets by
With what she needs

She's a flower in the dust
Some parts are hollow,
And some parts rust
There's nothing you can do
To make her fall in love with you
Just hope to one day
Earn her trust

She's a flower in the dust

She packed a bag
To leave this town
She'll be gone when
You come around

She's drawn to freedom
Just by the sound
She's too high now
To ever come down

She's a flower in the dust
Some parts are hollow,
And some parts rust
There's nothing you can do
To make her fall in love with you
Just hope to one day
Earn her trust

She's a flower in the dust

She means words she hasn't said
She's said words she didn't mean
But the words she doesn't say
Don't match the things I haven't seen

She's a flower in the dust
Some parts are hollow,
And some parts rust
There's nothing you can do
To make her fall in love with you
Just hope to one day
Earn her trust

She's a flower in the dust...



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