Four In The Morning
Four in the morning
And the world holds its breath
Not a single soul left
Just the memories
Drifting
Around
Inside of me.
And the world holds its breath
Not a single soul left
Just the memories
Drifting
Around
Inside of me.
Jerry W. Gaither C 2007
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