When the storm tires me
i look you up for shelter
and when they push you down
besides me you find your own
we're even, it seems to me
and that's how it should be
nothing to say, nothing to pay
should our ways seperate today
i look you up for shelter
and when they push you down
besides me you find your own
we're even, it seems to me
and that's how it should be
nothing to say, nothing to pay
should our ways seperate today
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