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In my dreams
Snow showers the garden,
She opens the window with her heart wonderin':
Why is it falling in constant?
Sometimes soft, sometimes blatant
It's roaming around the home
Like the ceaseless...
She opens the window with her heart wonderin':
Why is it falling in constant?
Sometimes soft, sometimes blatant
It's roaming around the home
Like the ceaseless...
