I was born past midnight
'Neath the gloom of the darkest
Too many worries to cope with everyday
Life should be easy
Lovely woman beautiful name lady winter I´ll take you again
Her
Through my window I think of you
It's not a problem
The first day I came
I was insecure and lame
And you
They say you look like a gypsy and got a
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