Adryan Rotica - Friends

The leaves have gone yellow
now, you call me baby
there are no more maybe's

And time is our friend
when you know, the end
Yes, time is our friend
when there're feelings

Like a gentle wind
we became friends
growing and unfolding
a natural blend

There are no more maybe's
'cause you call me baby


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Adryan Rotica

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