Jet Cadence - This Sunday | Текст песни

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I was born and made (a) decision
To breathe the life
And everyone smiled around me
When heard my cry

I am alone on this Sunday
I am alone but ok
Looking through (the) photos you sent me
That was the day I was born

Summer’s come

Out of the pictures
Of black and white
I’ve seen my Mom,
Young and happy
To hold my arm

I am alone on this Sunday
I am alone but ok
Looking through (the) photos you sent me
That was the day I was born


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