Paroles de Dear john letter

Tadaram Maradas

pochette album Dear john letter
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1st verse
Walls of purple morning glory's smelling sweet and fresh from the afternoon rain, the warmth of sunlight tells the story, as i reflect upon my pain,
Humid is the air that i breathe, as i remember times that were better, times that i didn't bear this pain that i write in this dear john letter,
Distant saxophone solo
As i stand here and wipe the raindrops from the morning glory's, i recall a time in my mind, not so long ago in history, when you welcomed me each morning i walked by, and you were a mystery to me
But on this day, as i wipe your tears away, i can see a time when things can be much better, without the pain found this dear john letter.
Xylophone and chimes solo ..... outro

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