Paroles de Guyamas Sonora
In the hall I heard your faints falling,your trial and my corrections made.
You have all the prayers of my loose heart.
You have all the prayers of .
No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear
Condon, Zach
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