R.s.productions - You Don’t Want My Flowers Tonight
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Heat. Heat.
The last snow melts from sky.
I watch the rivers fly.
I feel it all inside.
I search your eyes—they hide.
But spring is cold in you.
The last snow melts from sky.
I watch the rivers fly.
I feel it all inside.
I search your eyes—they hide.
But spring is cold in you.
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