“You were uncomfortable in your own skin you were thirsty but mostly you were beautiful
If we were our paranoias I'd be joining you
if we were our incomes
If we were our obsessions
If we were our afflictions i'd be joining you”

Joining You
Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie (1998)

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Canadian-American singer-songwriter 1974

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