Loretta کے بول

Look at the shadow on our trees Seems to mean an early dusk Loretta looked up, the grey sky low Two-by-two on the bus Water and anger in our house Though she spoke of rainbows Reachin' the roof with soakin' shoes River's up, where'd she go? You're wiser, oh Loretta You're wiser, and only twenty-five During the TV floatin' by Through our room and out the door Loretta, she prayed for what to do If it rained anymore She was a wash-cloth wet with love I was not; she was mine I'm in the olive tree next door River's up to my eyes You're wiser, oh Loretta Much wiser, and only just in time