Alina Miroe - In this heart | Текст песни

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In this bed I’m feeling too alone
Too alone
There’s no smell of you dear anymore
Anymore

But I will put on my white dress
Get my wellies on
Walk the streets with no certain address
With my umbrella at home

Wind, wind kiss my pain away
Rain, rain pour some love on me

In this heart I’m feeling too alone
Since you’ve gone
I have no one that I can call
No matter is it sun or moon
Outside my door

And yes I’m sick of your sudden hellos
Write it to your so called friends
I don’t want you to know what’s going on
And where will I decide to wend


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