Your mind seems to be going like a fast car in a race track
The other thing I hear you mention clear is that you don't wan't to be loved by no one
Let me tell you one thing
No one can leave without it
Because love is the greatest gift of all
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Your mind seems to be going like a fast car in a race track The other thing I hear you mention clear is that you don't wan't to be loved by no one Let me tell you one thing No one can leave without it Because love is the greatest gift of all