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This is not an orange grove at night But it could, yes, it could be, I want to try to feel care. This is enough moisture in the cool soil Don't grow, and though I mentioned the kind that Glides every year. So I gathered up my wonder. Lay down along side the fain this shut door They crawl our path where I cannot see any face. So I gathered up my wonder. And so I gathered up my wonder. Aus Songtexte Mania