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| Soft Rains Of April (Paul Waaktaar-Savoy/Magne Furholmen) The soft rains of April are over The soft rains of April are over, over Anybody home now, I am on the phone now, please... The soft rains of April are over, The ferry across the waters to Dover, over Anybody home now, I am on the phone And I'd like to come back, Is it raining back home? I am so alone Just got up today, And my thoughts are miles away, With you Well, they gave me four years, Three more to go, Keep writing letters Time passing so slow, Time passing so slow The soft rains of April are over, The soft rains of April are over Over Soft Rains Of April |
| Maybe Maybe (Magne Furholmen) Maybe you were joking, when you said that you were walking out on me Maybe maybe Maybe I was joking, when I said that I was running out on you Maybe maybe I could be wrong, so wrong, I could be wrong, so wrong Oh, I could be wrong I don't know, but it's been said, Decisions travel far From heart to head, Maybe maybe Maybe it was over, when you chucked me out the Rover at full speed, Maybe maybe, oh baby I could be wrong, so wrong, I could be wrong, so wrong I could be wrong, so wrong, I could be wrong, so wrong I could be wrong, so wrong, Oh, I could be wrong, so wrong Maybe maybe, I could be wrong, so wrong Walking out on me I could be wrong, so wrong, I was running out on you I could be wrong, so wrong, Maybe maybe I could be wrong, so wrong |
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| Scoundrel Days 1986 |
| Produced By Alan Tarney *Produced By Paul & Magne |
| Weight Of The Wind (Paul Waaktaar-Savoy) Your face looked new against the town, You've come to lose some memories Like you I came to touch new grounds But you want to lose, The weight of the wind Rests hard on your shoulders, Bringing you down The one that you love, Will never be found You speak into the falling rain, Words you'd lost But found again, you see their snakey arms entwined So clear and cruel in your jealous mind But you've got to lose, The weight of the wind Hard on your shoulders, I know what that means The one that you love, Will never be found The weight of the wind, The weight of the wind Hard on your shoulders, Driving you down The one that you love, Will never be found You lost it forever, Down, down The weight of the wind, The weight of the wind Hard on your shoulders, Driving you down The one that you love, Will never be found |
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| Scoundrel Days The Swing of Things I've Been Losing You October Manhattan Skyline Cry Wolf We're Looking For The Whales The Weight Of The Wind Maybe Maybe Soft Rains Of April |
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