![]() Come OnA Poem by Que
Singing rain falls to the roof tops Come on little bug, make it up Times are hard, yeah they are But life can't be worse Than living without a hope And even a smile too
Singing rain falls on the roof tops Come on child, make it up The rain making you so down Will become your closest friend The boulders don’t get smaller 'Less you chisel away with friends © 2008 Que |
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