I can hear the pitter-patter
Against my window,
As the wind howls longingly.
The trees in the far distance
Sways from side to side.
Does it miss home,
As much as I do?
I can hear the pitter-patter
Against my window,
As the wind howls longingly.
The trees in the far distance
Sways from side to side.
Does it miss home,
As much as I do?
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