I wonder
I measure my life since you've been gone
the first year I waited for whales to come
the second I learned how to beat a drum
the third year I started to sing my song.
I wonder, this year, what will I become?
I measure my life since you've been gone
the first year I waited for whales to come
the second I learned how to beat a drum
the third year I started to sing my song.
I wonder, this year, what will I become?
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