| Rainbow | |
| When I first came to the city the rainbow paint the sky It's in a little bus station where I heard the rainbow song a beautiful mother singing to her little three sons And then rainbow shows day after day with God telling me everything's gonna be so right Oh, beautiful rainbow, beautiful sign just . . . | |
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| Flying | |
| Sitting forward in a public chair a girl is practising playing her harmonica shy face when looking up to walking people imature sounds while sadness and loneliness She got a dream since her childhood I realize then that life is a song singing about you and me at any time just can't imagine . . . | |
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