All of the days inside your room
With one window in the shade
You watch the clouds
They're gone by now, mm, mm
The weeping willows going south
You move with the wind
Share your skin
And the flowers
You can bloom again
You move with the wind
Wave your hands
In the flowers
You can bloom again
Shake off the dust
From years ago
Brooklyn, New York
Had enough
All of your friends
They let you go, oh, oh
'Cause the seasons
Always end
You move with the wind
Share your skin
And the flowers
You can bloom again
You move with the wind
Wave your hands
And the flowers
You can bloom again
And the flowers
And the flowers
You move with the wind
Share your skin
And the flowers
You can bloom again
You move with the wind
Wave your hands
And the flowers
You can bloom again
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