Petra Maricela Violetarojo de Cordero
Petra Maricela Violetarojo de Cordero
A Street Called Elvis: I went looking for you came looking for she’s still looking for me. There were six white horses in my dream and the sky was green she was chasing me. We were run'n through the fields at the end of the road there was a sign on the door that led through the hall that read. Shes only happy when shes sad. Thought I heard a baby cry'n so I turned around and saw a million eyes stare'n at me. There was a child named Ghetto on a street called Elvis look’n for a place to sleep. There were silver roses at my feet still the sky was green she was kissing me. We were sailing up a stream. At the bottom of the well there was a lady in a veil with cards in her hands that sang. Who will rescue she, thought I heard the angels call'n. So I turned around and saw a million eyes stare’n at me. Theres a garden in the pass no one sees but you and me look’n for a place to sleep. A Street Called Elvis: Written For & Dedicated To: Kathleen [Kathy] Renee’ Vass ‘Rome’ Lyrics 1994 ©️Petra Maricela Violetarojo de Cordero