Dear Sylvia, I wish you were here
I was hung up when the weather turned cold
I pray for a day in the coming of Spring
When gingersnap dragons will fly

Come around the outside
There's a trip that I'd love you to feel
It's the coming of Spring
And the poet says its a big deal
And the cinnamon wigs
On your head so full of surprise
There's a trace of a doubt in your head
And I'm bent on making it lies

So many people will never know... yeah
So many people will never know... know

Dear Sylvia, I wish you were here
I was hung up when the weather turned cold
I pray for a day in the coming of Spring
When ginger snap dragons will fly

And the Juliet's pearl
On the oyster that spreading so wide
Hides a mannequin skin
On the floor a banana peel slide
In addition to love
There's so many instincts to go
There's a trace of a doubt in your head
And I'm spent on letting it show

So many people will never know... yeah
So many people will never know... know

Dear Sylvia, I wish you were here
I was hung up when the weather turned cold
I pray for a day in the coming of Spring
When gingersnap dragons will fly

Did I mention the sale
Of Doctor Kevorkian's machine?
When the angel of thrust
Invaded my suicide scene
A Shakespearean girl
Cried a tear when the whales were all gone
There's a trace of a doubt in your head
And I'm bent on turning it on


Lyrics submitted by sokorny

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