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trite
My blues weren't meant for you
My agonys were mine to suffer
My woes were tales only I could recite
Return the clouds that carried them your way
Return them before the day breaks
Let it pour and...
My agonys were mine to suffer
My woes were tales only I could recite
Return the clouds that carried them your way
Return them before the day breaks
Let it pour and...
