Pink flowers outside the window
They look at me and smile
Nothing is lost, it never was
Just my eyes were closed awhile
The weather changes, that is her nature
And my nature is to observe
I am not designed to control or predict
Life's every bend and curve
They look at me and smile
Nothing is lost, it never was
Just my eyes were closed awhile
The weather changes, that is her nature
And my nature is to observe
I am not designed to control or predict
Life's every bend and curve
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