Our Time Down Here - 7th October 1984 Lyrics
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7th October 1984 Lyrics
I miss whispering down the phone, Now my hands cold to the touch. I must go before the floods rush in again, You're happier when you don't see me much. Our star was out, alone all by itself. Back to: Our Time Down Here Lyrics
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