Snowing - in a little while when the cold is
Poetry in motion is what you've become
From the front and
You don't suspect my life's a mess,
you prob'ly think it's
I'm vitamin-enriched
What's more, I'm absolutely wholesome!
No artificial proces
And in the end, all our troubles vanish, melt away
(Play
I'm in love with you
If only you knew
Wan' it
Want you
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