Its always raining …seems no end
Like my suffering without cessation
In spite of my struggles to forget you
Yet my mind, heart and soul can’t do
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Now, smiling in the sunshine morning
As the face starts to gloom
Like a flower that begins to bloom
Ohh! a broken heart completely cured
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Not Hoping Once Again
Addicted to you must song for me
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Mother … A Woman
A mother is a woman, a gift from heaven
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