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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=78845" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>White Innocence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She drifted from some minor festival.<br>Didnt look like any sumrner of love:<br>Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field.<br>She was the hand to fit my glove.<br>Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely.<br>Funny thing, the charm of the young.<br>See how she moves just like two angels (in white innocence).<br>Yet one of them is on the run.<br>The others tapping at my car window<br>And Im squinting through the sun<br>Trying to see if shes some child of the nineties:<br>Or just another dangerous fantasy of mine.<br>Yeah. white innocence.<br>She was white innocence.<br>A perfect hole was in her stocking:<br>It made a perfect window to her heart.<br>I could have moved among her waterfalls:<br>Her misty curtains drawn apart.<br>Did she see warm safety in my numbers<br>To want to hitch a ride this way? <br>Felt like I was taking her to market now<br>To be sold as the last lot of the day.<br>Funny thing, the distance of the lonely.<br>Funny thing, the charm of the young.<br>White innocence.<br>She pressed the button, lowered the window:<br>Let her hand trail in the slipstream of the night.<br>A frost from nowhere seemed to lick her fingers:<br>I could have warmed them, but the moment wasnt right.<br>Obvious, she was headed nowhere special:<br>Yes, well it was even obvious to me.<br>I was doing some, some watching, some waiting:<br>Shed been here before, most definitely.<br>There was the promise of early bed-time.<br>There was the promise of heaven on earth.<br>Think I was sending out low-voltage electricity:<br>Played it right down for what it was worth.<br>She turned and looked at me in white innocence<br>And with the clearest eyes of forever grey<br>She rested one small hand for a second on my knee:<br>I stopped the car. she walked away.<br>Funny thing, the wisdom of the lonely.<br>Funny thing, the charm of the young.<br>Away you go now.<br>White innocence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Jethro Tull - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Didnt look like any sumrner of love:
Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field.
She was the hand to fit my glove.
Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely.
Funny thing, the charm of the young.
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