In the winter time, when everything is grey, and in the summer time, into the month of May, I get a feeling that it’s all so temporary and that’s the feeling that cannot take my blues away… blues away…
Can you ear the wind singing my loneliness ? He hits the rock and lashes me on the way back… on the way back…
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