Virginia

Go down to the valley
Until the land peaks,
Two hills stand alone,
A forest in between.
Just before you enter,
On the northwest side,
I’ll be waiting for you.
I’ll be waiting for you.
In Virginia
The flowers bloom
To your sweet caress
In the morrow of June.
And when the sun sets,
If you whisper those words,
Ill take you down to the valley
Where we’ll watch the birds.
And we’ll sway to the beat
The winds play on the trees.
If you whisper those words
And say you love me.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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