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The soft pitter-patter on my window

Whenever it rains, I feel so free
Free as a bird...
Washing away my troubles
Quenching my sun baked soul
While others rush for cover
I stroll among the empty streets
The soft pitter-patter on my window
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The soft pitter-patter on my window

Whenever it rains, I feel so free Free as a bird, rain is my life Washing away my troubles Quenching my sun baked soul While others rush for cove Read More

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