The Gates Of Door To Door - Lyrics by China Crisis


Lyrics

She, sleep, dreams of childhood
Waiting in the fields
First love kept secret
Hide behind the tree

She dreams of childhood
And i dream of her

She, sleep, dreams of leaving
Drives past her friends
The rain fell so heavy
She could not see me there

She dreams of leaving
And i dream of her


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