. No more. Countin' down the hours. No more. Wishin' you were here. I stopped believin',. Although Journey told me 'don't'. Before I call it a day,. Maybe this'll be my year. Maybe this'll be my year
. No more. Countin' down the hours. No more. Wishin' you were here. I stopped believin',. Although Journey told me 'don't'. Before I call it a day,. Maybe this'll be my year. Maybe this'll be my year
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