Richard Brautigan - A Mid-February Sky Dance lyrics
Dance toward me, please, as if you were a star with light-years piled on top of your hair, smiling, and I will dance toward you as if I were darkness with bats piled like a hat on top of my head.
Dance toward me, please, as if you were a star with light-years piled on top of your hair, smiling, and I will dance toward you as if I were darkness with bats piled like a hat on top of my head.