Bianca Lyrics

	Bianca didn’t have to ask
	her skin was like leather
	her eyes were like a deer’s
	in the cold November weather
	her favorite color was green
	she offered up the only thing she could
	silver beads
	There on a street corner
	on a cold November midnight
	lost in the city
	lost in her dark life
	like a dirty postcard
	passed around and used
	when did your dreaming end
	Bianca
	She spoke about a man
	who loved and left her
	she said wasn’t any good
	to go and remember
	she’d been beaten down
	she wore it on her face
	how can someone take the cold
	with that kind of grace

	Bianca didn' t have to ask
	her skin was like leather
	her eyes were like a deer' s
	in the cold November weather
	her favorite color was green
	she offered up the only thing she could
	silver beads
	There on a street corner
	on a cold November midnight
	lost in the city
	lost in her dark life
	like a dirty postcard
	passed around and used
	when did your dreaming end
	Bianca
	She spoke about a man
	who loved and left her
	she said wasn' t any good
	to go and remember
	she' d been beaten down
	she wore it on her face
	how can someone take the cold
	with that kind of grace

	Bianca didn' t have to ask
	her skin was like leather
	her eyes were like a deer' s
	in the cold November weather
	her favorite color was green
	she offered up the only thing she could
	silver beads
	There on a street corner
	on a cold November midnight
	lost in the city
	lost in her dark life
	like a dirty postcard
	passed around and used
	when did your dreaming end
	Bianca
	She spoke about a man
	who loved and left her
	she said wasn' t any good
	to go and remember
	she' d been beaten down
	she wore it on her face
	how can someone take the cold
	with that kind of grace

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