DAVID GERARDINO - Fighting For Spare Change

you picked up your guiter,
and sang to me again, the
sound was so sad, i had to
close my eyes, then the door.

BUT i felt your sorrow,
and i felt your pain, and
i saw the lonelyness of
a dear friend, fighting for
spare change.

you picked up your guiter,
and sang...............

DAVID GERARDINO

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