1d
When I Look through These bars
Of your design
When I feel sun
Through the window blinds
When I smell fresh air
When you open the door
I bow my head
And Cry
A little more
Of your design
When I feel sun
Through the window blinds
When I smell fresh air
When you open the door
I bow my head
And Cry
A little more
(62/M/Greece)
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