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Текст и слова песни Bobo In White Wooden Houses – Passing Stranger (4:36)

Passing stranger
You don't know how longingly I looked upon you
You must be he I was seeking
Or she I was seeking
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you
All is recalled as we flit by each other
Fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured
You grew up with me, were a boy with me
Or a girl with me
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you
You give me pleasure in your eyes
Face, flesh as we pass
You take off my face, flesh
And hands in return
I am to wait I do not doubt
I am to wait I do not doubt
I am to wait I do not doubt
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you
With you
With you

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