You could hold her tight
With all your might,
But she'd slip through your arms like the wind.
And be back in flight,
Back into the night,
Where you might never see her again.
- Jackson Browne
You could hold her tight
With all your might,
But she'd slip through your arms like the wind.
And be back in flight,
Back into the night,
Where you might never see her again.
- Jackson Browne
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