Like a heartbeat, drives you mad In the stillness of remembering what you had And what you lost And what you had And what you lost Oh, thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing They say women, they will come and they will go When the rain washes you clean, you'll know -Fleetwood Mac, Dreams
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