Outside my window is a tree,outside my Winow is a tree
there only for me.
And it stands in the gray of the city
no time for pity for the tree or me.
There is a world of pain
In the fallin rain
around me.
Is there a reason for today,
is there a reason for today.
Do you remember?
I can hear all the cries of the city
no time for pity for a growing tree.Cream
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