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On the way back home...
How long did it seem?
Three days or four?
Snow glazed all the trees
My mother held me...
Like a motorcycle, so warm...
We sang melody...
Campin' out all night...
Slow moves in the light...
Of all the things that you've seen...
Was the motorcycle so warm you sang melody?
At that moment I'd know...
Just how close we could be
And though it always was mine...
It always seemed new to me
Ten thousand colors in all...
Eyes like caves on my cheeks
To all the people I've loved...
Don't think poor of me
It wasn't till I woke up...
That I could hold down a joke
Or a job or a dream
But then all three are one in the same
And all then are one in the same
And all us are one in the same
HATA BİLDİR
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