Nov 2014
Sometimes I hold my hands
Out of my bedroom window
To feel the rain
Dance across my skin
Its music
Is the wind
And it moves me
Like the most beautiful
Symphony
Out of my bedroom window
To feel the rain
Dance across my skin
Its music
Is the wind
And it moves me
Like the most beautiful
Symphony
Written by
pluie d'été
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