If you ask me a place where I could return I would tell you my room with the memories I own With the windows wide open I stare at the moon And build my dreams there in every toss and turn In my room when…
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If you ask me a place where I could return I would tell you my room with the memories I own With the windows wide open I stare at the moon And build my dreams there in every toss and turn In my room when…