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Rosie's Baby
When I was a small boy, life seemed to be right, I used to dream all day and night - and I loved the taste of spring. Everything was easy, friends were by my side, together we shared gloom and light - till the train fo life rushed in. Rosie’s got a baby, I wish the child was here, we’re just two souls in a great black hole year after year. For every little thing, there is a special time, a time to love and a time to hate, I swear it’s not too late, I swear it’s not too late. Sweetness under seal, the dizzy way you feel, when every little thing came real, I thougt I’d found my way. It seems I didn’t know, you leave them when you go, Letras de cancionesand although life is just a show – it’s hard to break away. Rosie’s got a baby, … Rosie’s got a baby, … I swear it’s not too late.
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