a friend in minnesota
sitting here in this definitive mood--
while the man plays my song
filling each string with emotion--
so soft and somber--
all i know-- all i can think-- is there's nowhere to go but
home.
while the man plays my song
filling each string with emotion--
so soft and somber--
all i know-- all i can think-- is there's nowhere to go but
home.
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makes me sad
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