I thought I saw a kite Flying high behind the wind A song made out of colors And a sunny, breezy day But then I came around The corner of the path I saw that I'd been wrong The entire…
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I thought I saw a kite Flying high behind the wind A song made out of colors And a sunny, breezy day But then I came around The corner of the path I saw that I'd been wrong The entire…