Don't buy the daily papers anymore, woman
Read all about what's going on in hell.
They don't care to tell the world of kindness,
Good news never made a paper sell.
There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden, woman
And symphonies of music in the sky.
Heaven's all around us if you're looking,
But how can you see it if you cry?
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You've quoted before...and you didn't reply to the last comment made regarding it!
The comment didn't refer to that song. And I dont know who you are, but Ill repeat what I like. Thanks.
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