Nadine




Down the road
There’s a lovely house built for two
With a blushing flower
Wearing something blue. 

Young and pretty, lives Nadine

Headless was the coachman
Who entered her door
Stealing part of her soul
To have no more

Young and pretty, weeps Nadine

Hold Nadine, hold on
To the memories you kept
Look Nadine, look on
Beyond the years you wept

Young and pretty, dreams Nadine

Down the road
There’s a lovely house built for two
with a blushing flower
Waiting for her lilies to bloom

Young and pretty, lives Nadine

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