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Sunbeams, dawns and fogs
Mother, heal my open wounds.
It'll fill the cold, vulnerable spring
# Baby hugs, they're all me #
Sadness will rock the city and where will it go?
Sunbeams, dawns and fogs
Mother, heal my open wounds.
It'll fill the cold, vulnerable spring
# Baby hugs, they're all me #
Sadness will rock the city and where will it go?