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Billowing smoke hides your blue eyes
You are an enigma to me
An element of surprise
The hunters prey
But you escape them every time
We sit on the roof and watch the city burn
Your summer thighs glisten
You defy the night so pretty and I yearn
You are the muse
I am the musician
I will sing for you
Through the gloom
Beauty will flood me
What a lovely monsoon
I will sing for you
Through and through
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
From way up here it's like I died
From way up here it's finally quiet
Like statued angels with wings tied
In lights of neon violet
The smell of cherry blossoms in the air
You wave your wrist
Without a care
With a flick of your cigarette
I watch the cherry explode below
I will sing for you
Through the gloom
Beauty will flood me
What a lovely monsoon
I will sing for you
Through and through
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
I love it up here
I will sing for you
Through the gloom
Beauty will flood me
What a lovely monsoon
I will sing for you
Through and through
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Ooo Mary Mary
Bittersweet cherries on the rooftop with Mary
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