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Текст песни Sundays - Wild Horses

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Childhood livingIs easy to doThe things you wanted,I brought them for youGraceless lady,You know who I am,You know I cant let you,Slide through my handsWild horses,Couldnt drag me away,Wild, wild horses,Couldnt drag me away...I watched you sufferA dull, aching painNow you decidedTo show me the sameNo sweeping exitsOr off-stage lines,Can make me feel bitter,Or treat you unkind(refrain)I know I dreamed youA sin and a lie,I have my freedom,But I dont have much timeFaith has been broken,Tears must be cried,Lets do some living,After we die...

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