boom clap boom clap boom clap
find a place that is close to her heart
but it warm rivers flow and cold has passed
watching mine soften in streams
like a falling of winter ur recalling the day
if the sky is clear should i
hear an echo through the room
watch a trail of smoke behind
as you are wondering what you do
its not about wasting money or time
u let it go
if she crosses the line
watch the seasons keep on changing
as the years roll by
u just keep on waiting
if the sky is clear
should i hear an echo
through the room
watch the trail of smoke black me out
as im wondering what you do
if the sky is clear
should i hear the echo through the room
watch the trail of smoke black behind as im wandering what shell do
repeat
musical shit here
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