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When I talk with other men
I always think of you -- Your words are keener than their words, And they are gentler, too. When I look at other men, I wish your face were there, With its gray eyes and dark skin And tossed black hair. When I think of other men, Dreaming alone by day, The thought of you like a strong wind Blows the dreams away. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |