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I'm in pain,
I'm crying, my eyes are on the road.
I'm a separate wound,
I'm in pain,
I'm crying, my eyes are on the road.
I'm a separate wound,
I'm in pain,
I'm crying, my eyes are on the road.
I'm in pain,
I'm crying,
my eyes are on the road.
Should
I tell my sorrow to the blowing wind?
I wonder if my dear friend will let me know.
I can't stand waiting anymore.
I'm a separate wound,
I'm in pain,
I'm crying, my eyes are on the road.
I'm a separate wound, I'm in pain,
I'm crying, my eyes are on the road.