I took my love down to violet hill, there we sat in the snow


there's no light over London today




what happened to your sweet summertime dress




Like a river flows surely to the sea


If I was a flower growing wild and free, all I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee


overboard


warwick avenue


until the sun turns black


you will shelter me my love and I will shelter you

dh


love is not a victory march

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då ser man galen ut!

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för du är det finaste jag vet

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dis moi

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don't dance so fast

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but there just soft light, there just soft

ryyik


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