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I've got this guitar I can barely play, And a questionable singing voice as well. But I get my joy out of, Little things like just, Sitting here trying to play and sing. Thinking thoughts without a brain. Walking (something) in the rain. But I don't mind, That I'm a little bit behind. Yeah, I don't mind, That I'm gonna have to keep on trying. I've got a heart that's like always pure. But I'm trying to be careful with my words. The point of this changing, Slowly and stupid now, And I see so clearly in the world. Thinking thoughts without a brain. Walking (something) in the rain. But I don't mind, That I'm a little bit behind. Yeah, I don't mind, That I'm gonna have to keep on trying, Letras de cancionesI don't mind, My untrained mind. My drunken mind. My wandering mind. No, I don't mind. My wandering mind. No, I don't mind. My wandering mind From Letras Mania