The Door Into Everywhere

Love don’t carry on
Everything has done before
Love keeps sleeping on
Who is knocking at my door?

Don’t let me feel so down
How can I don’t care

It’s so nice (it’s so nice)
It’s so nice (it’s so nice)
Being a child

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