Текст (слова) песни: Bobo In White Wooden Houses - Passing Stranger (4:36)
Passing stranger you don`t know how longingly I looked upon you you must be he I was seeking or she I was seeking I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you All is recalled as we flit by each other fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured you grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you You give me pleasure in your eyes face, flesh as we pass you take off my face, flesh and hands in return I am to wait I do not doubt I am to wait I do not doubt I am to wait I do not doubt I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you with you with you
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