You're a hostage of the heart Twisted 'round the smallest finger Two burning eyes are tearing you apart Turn your soul into a cinder! - Mike Oldfield

When the birds sing outside
And you see the trees
Changing into green
The sun invites one
To be out in the open air.
When the sky is so blue, then,
Oh! Then I wish for so much!.

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Something tells me how
Her bright blue eyes
Are smiling;
She turns her head and now
When she wants she denies him...