" Take me somewhere I can breathe, I've got so much to see "

En gammal goding!



I'm moving, I'm coming
Can you hear what I hear
It's calling you my dear
Out of reach (take me to my beach)
I can hear it calling you
I'm coming, not drowning
Swimming closer to you

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