When does the wind blow my way. When does love knock at your door. When does the rain stop pouring ...
Still I have a life to live. Still I have love to give. Still the lights come a shining on this city. ...
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When When does the wind blow my way. When does love knock at your door. When does the rain stop pouring on our lives. Thieves, knives, wives.
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