2 Fingers Cross'd کے بول

One summer ago in uncertain times One thin girl & two three wind chimes Chapped lips alone & unkissed She was too easily dismissed There were times I do recall Those lips did cause me to fall Late night rain comes trickling down You can feel that yearning now So call me any old time But I don't know if I'll respond in kind Please understand if you cannot see I might not be what you want me to be Still I leave when you might be lost One light on and 2 fingers cross'd Hear me now and walk tenderly Judge not thyself nor me viciously