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Something on the windowsill Caught her eye and held her still The cars pass by outside Nowhere left to hide Picture this now crystal clear Nothing left to hold her here And creeping up meanwhile Traces of a smile Something on the windowsill Caught her eye and held her still The cars pass by outside Eyes open wide to see if I could fly Something on the windowsill Something on the windowsill |
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