
The Window Songtext
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If you open the window,
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
Like a weeping willow ... your fingers and my hair
if the wind comes and play it's music
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
Like a weeping willow ... your fingers and my hair
if the wind comes and play it's music
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