Petrunka's Dream
(Written By: D. Popplewell/S. Churney)
Sarah loves me, loves me not
(I keep having bad thoughts)
Hayley, her bare feet all bloody
From walking on stones
Stands on the cliff above the black sea
She soars on the thermals like an eagle
Water streaming from her eyes
But she doesn't cry
Because she's dead inside
Hayley...
Down down, deeper and down
Deeper and down
Hayley...
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