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A Brave Wind Blowing In
Things are going to change for me
I can feel it
The phone’s going to ring
Winter into Spring
Things are looking up for me
I can feel it
My thoughts were once unkind
Perhaps she’ll change her mind
Echo, little echo
Reminds me that I’m not alone
Can you see on my face
Is it clear to you
That I miss someone
I can feel it
The phone’s going to ring
Winter into Spring
Things are looking up for me
I can feel it
My thoughts were once unkind
Perhaps she’ll change her mind
Echo, little echo
Reminds me that I’m not alone
Can you see on my face
Is it clear to you
That I miss someone
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