Today's lyric:
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"Along winding streets, we walked hand in hand
And how I long for that sharp wind to take my breath away
I'd run my fingers through your hair - hair like a wheatfield,
I'd run through
That I'd run through -
And I miss you so
I miss you so
Now you're gone, I feel so alone
I miss you so."
Paul Weller: "Sunflower"
From the album: "Wild wood"
Labels: Climatology
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
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