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flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

flourish

How many times have angels sang here 

I don't understand the blue clouds 

Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers 

I believe in you, you are important to me 

The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side. 

When he was sad the wind smiled at him 

On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves 

On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind 

They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves

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