Peter Bixby Ryan - Hotvlkuce

Hotvlkuce
You are just a dream
I don't know you at all
Silence on the phone
Words submerged in bracken
Like a forgotten cup of tea

Hotvkulce
Living in the glow
Of your favorite town
Who needs the American Dream?
You've got Paris beneath your feet

You look happy in the photos
Even though you never smile

Written by:
Peter Ryan

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