Sunday, January 12, 2003

aimeemann" lost
aimee mann; lost in space; "it's not"




So baby kiss me like a drug like a respirator
And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut
Where I get lost in space that goes on forever
And you make all the rest just an afterthought
And I believe it's you who could make it better - but it's not, no, it's not



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