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i'm just a dreamer but i'm hanging onthough i am nothing big to offeri watch the birds, how they dive in then goneit's like nothing in this world's ever stilland i'm just a shadow of your thoughts in mebut sun is setting, shadows growinga long cast figure will turn into nightit's like nothing in this world ever sleepsoh sometimes the blues is just a passing birdand why can't that always betossing aside from your birches crownjust enough dark to seehow you're the light over meand by your side, girl, where the acres growinto the strong and stunning meadowa cowboy stumbling in the finest fieldand nothing good out there won't be oldoh sometimes the blues is just a passing birdand why can't that always betossing aside from your birches crownjust enough dark to seehow you're the light over meSongtextesometimes the blues is just a passing birdand why can't that always betossing aside from your birches crownjust enough dark to seehow you're the light over me Aus Songtexte Mania