I see a girl crying at night I hope that she's ok, alright I hope that she'll stop crying With every tear her soul is dieing
Dear girl your tears I'd like to wipe To stop the things that make you cry I wonder what you're really like So I can stop your soul from dieing.
Just your average goose.
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