Now, if you truly believed that what Prusha was saying was true...you would jump all over it...who wouldn't! But she knew she was wrong and she back pedaled fast....I DON'T WANT TO DO YEARBOOK! I asked why not? We would have all kinds of free time which is what you wanted!
The screen door slams, Mary’s dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that’s me and I want you only Don’t turn me home again, I just can’t face myself alone again Don’t run back inside, darling you know just what I’m here for So you’re scared and you’re thinking That maybe we ain’t that young anymore Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night.