Letras:
Winds Transition

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she tonight 'cause she's standin' in the transit wind I finally got the nerve up to climb into your pick-up truck off the white dashed line on the black wind

Qualche volta ti sento, sono sicuro sei tu il tuo profumo col vento arriva fino a quassu quelle volte mi pento della mia gelosia ma e soltanto un

or shine It was a cold wind in August Shivers up and down my spine And I was standing in your garden In the California pine California pine [instrumental] It was a cold wind