It rises up like a dark Kansas tornado- and here I am, no Ruby slippers.
If only I had those jeweled shoes.
I'd click those heels three times; but there is no place called HOME
This yellow brick road seems to lead nowhere; yet I stand in the Tin-Man's forest
If only they'd give him a real heart.
If only I had those jeweled shoes.
I'd click those heels three times; but there is no place called HOME
This yellow brick road seems to lead nowhere; yet I stand in the Tin-Man's forest
If only they'd give him a real heart.
:O)
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