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A kiss of the wind, then the spirits let fly to the coldness of sun |
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I got no place to hide, nowhere to run! |
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When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh |
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I've got to get back home |
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The wind don't wait for no one, no one at all |
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Moves on and on and on and on and on |
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Look behind the window winter's come |
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Blood on the streets, when the black skies shout |
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And then people cry no more |
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Dreams just fade away, realities soars |
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His crime is his fate can't think, can't relate illusions seized his mind |
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The key to all the answers are locked in his eyes! |
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Moves on and on and on and on and on |
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Look behind the Window, winter's come |
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A kiss of the wind, then the spirits let fly to the coldness of sun |
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I got no place to hide, nowhere to run! |
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When the wind gets high and the mountains sigh |
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I've got to get back home |
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The wind don't wait for no one, no one at all |
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Moving on and on and on and on and on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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Look behind, wind is coming on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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On and on and on and on and on |
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