I went up to the deep Northwood Because of fire was in my hair Thinking of her face, I left The way she looked as I left her there Her words still ring in my ears Thrill is gone after all these years
I went out to the deep Northwood Because of fire was in my hair Thinking of her face, I left The way she looked as I left her there Her words still ring in my ears The thrill is gone after all these years Our love gets thrown away
He went out to the deep Northwood Left a fire rage in my hair Thinking of
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