Look up my darling
Way up high
At the clouds above you
My heart's a window, darling
If you look inside
You'll see how I think of you
We all get angry sometimes
But it disappears
Don't have the patience sometimes
I create tears
But there's nothing in this wash
That won't come clear in the end
'Cause we're best friends
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