I can‘t sleep anymore
my head is filled with you
when i head over to my bedroom window,
i yank the curtains aside,
to see zillions of twinkling little stars.
I can‘t sleep anymore
my head is filled with you
when i head over to my bedroom window,
i yank the curtains aside,
to see zillions of twinkling little stars.
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