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Bad Weather
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Poco
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(paul cotton)
In evry day that passes us by I cant help the feelin that you and i We wont get to see another day together. Looks like bad weather.
I can see it all there in your eyes And it comes to me as no surprise That you dont need me here no more. Your feeling tells the score.
Words, they are getting Hard for me to find. You take me by my hand And youre leading me blind.
In evry day that passes us by I cant help the feelin that you and i We wont get to see another day together. Looks like bad weather.
Yes it does, And I believe its gonna rain.
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