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Harriet Wheeler laulajana ja hällä oma hämyinen saundinsa.
[i][size=150]The Sundays
You’re not the only one I know[/size][/i] - youtu.be/5ip6ly5rR-k
[size=150]when I’m thinking about you[/size] - youtu.be/mzIp8EX9TCA
[size=150]Life Goes On[/size] - youtu.be/nNW0x3qAbtw
[size=150]Gone[/size] - youtu.be/WoXPvkMVQwU
[size=150]Here’s where the story ends[/size] - youtu.be/HPL4o4-K1m4
People I know, places I go
Make me feel tongue tied
I can see how, people look down
They’re on the inside
Here’s where the story ends
People I see, weary of me
Showing my good side
I can see how, people look down
I’m on the outside
Here’s, where the story ends
Ooh here’s, where the story ends
It’s that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore
Oh I never should have said, the books that you read
Were all I loved you for
It’s that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes me wonder why
And it’s the memories of the shed, that make me turn red
Surprise, surprise, surprise
Crazy I know, places I go
Make me feel so tired
I can see how people look down
I’m on the outside
Here’s, where the story ends
Ooh here’s, where the story ends
It’s that little souvenir, of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore
And who ever would’ve thought, the books that you brought
Were all I loved you for
Oh the devil in me said, go down to the shed
I know where I belong
But the only thing I ever really wanted to say
Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong
It’s that little souvenir, of a colorful year
Which makes me smile inside
So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
Here’s, where the story ends
Ooh here’s, where the story ends
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