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Doesn't it blow so cold and lonely |
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Oh, and it's blowin your way |
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Thunder roars, the clouds are reeling |
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A thousand shades of gray |
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And it falls you see it all |
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All that you see |
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Comes from nowhere |
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Can't be explained |
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No one can buy |
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The wind and the rain |
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Whistling wind the stars are shooting |
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Night is falling somewhere |
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Gimme a door, |
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I feel like walking |
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Putting the wind in my hair |
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As it falls the thunder calls |
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Calls its own name |
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Can't be controlled |
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Can't be contained |
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No one can buy |
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The wind and the rain |
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Throughout the years |
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Some things remain |
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No one can buy |
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The wind and the rain |
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Throughout the years |
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Some things remain |
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No one can buy |
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The wind and the rain |