Sheena, this misdemeanor. It has changed my life in ways that I could never fully explain. Sheena, it's my subpoena to have you here with me for all my life.
It was a cold and windy night, and the graveyard held an unclear sight. Shadowy trees and frozen leaves all caked against the stones. All zippered up, and brave against the cold. We shouldn't have been when I think about it now
I said, "do you wanna go out some night?" She said, "I don't think that would be right." I backed down and finally said, "alright, alright.” I'll let her get away this time
But, now that I've seen her and I can't count the ways she changed my life, so I'm writing my song. Sheena is my suprema. 'Cause I was alone when the phone rang at my home.
She said, "What was that you asked before?" I played dumb. I said, "I simply can't recall." She said, "you might get the answer you want if you would ask it one more time."
Sheena, this misdemeanor. It's changed my life in ways that I could never fully have known. Sheena is my Sabrina. Changed me.
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