lhasa de sela’in the living road albumunden bir sarki.
i made a small small song
i made a small small song
i sang it all night long
all through the wind and rain
until the morning came
this song is my small song
this song is my small song
i sang it all night long
and when the morning came
i had to start all over again
my song is so small
my song is so small
i could get down and crawl
searching from wall to wall
and never see anything at all
how could you hate such a small song?
how could you hate such a small song?
if i was right i would be wrong
dont be afraid its just a small song
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