I wanna know what it's like to be good
and do the things that I know I should
I'd be that way if I only could
So Cindy says sadly
The sweetest fruit grows ripe on the vine
A thousand thorns thickly intertwine
I wanna take this little hand of mine
And grab it so badly
Blue birds fly
Over blue mountains
The blue sky
Holds them in
Cindy comes to me in my dreams
To tell me things aren't quite what it seems
I come to in the morning beams
In love with her madly
Cindy says that it's all right
She'll try again tomorrow night
I'll try again with all my might
To keep her inside me
I own this album, although I kind of forgot about it. Until now. And then I see they offer almost everything for nyp... So I got it all. Lots of catching up to do! dcdirkzwager