...raindrops pouring down my window
and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow...
...that morning when I woke up it was raining
the sky was covered so grew and
I knew something was wrong
but I couldn´t figure it out what
depressed my little soul Lord...
...until I got that message which was freezing my blood and soul...
and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow...
...that morning when I woke up it was raining
the sky was covered so grew and
I knew something was wrong
but I couldn´t figure it out what
depressed my little soul Lord...
...until I got that message which was freezing my blood and soul...
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