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With wind for bed
A Christmas tree for bet
I find myself slipping (and your smoking lips)
Turn a bend
I beg to hear you (always fall out of bed)
All slipping in love (and twist)
Noisier than

My skin, yellow, green
And other such happy colour
No I feel so old and grey
Words such enjoy thought the question
Can become a man
Oh, so love you (yellow), so world

Oh, remember
Oh, please don't change

Blue is waiting for your brother
Shutting down the light
And reach before the girl
Memories don't turn away
Though such a young girl

Oh, remember
Oh, please don't change

Spin, spin, spin, spin

That's it, and stop