Like a swell window I will wait for you, I'll ride the moment 'till I catch you again. 'Till I catch you again.
I'm mad with the young man who has an ocean romance and he calls it the way of life. He tells me how he feels when he's alone with the raging sound of cong. The raging sound of cong. Fully untainted sacred place.
Little doses count this time we'll call the rail. We're all riding the same waves. We're all riding the same waves. Soon we'll all be face to face
Like a swell window I will wait for you, I'll ride the moment 'till I catch you again. 'Till I catch you again.
For these words flow through me and they are too much to keep. I'm not a locked box. I'm a freedom writer :)
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