Autumn leaves up
You are sweeping
My fallen heart up with 'em
As you're sweeping
Autumn leaves up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm
You're dressed in red
Your hair [would had a] brush on fire
To make leaves dress up dead
Ordered to parade
Swayed by broomstick rhythm
Hey!
As you're sweeping
Winter snow up
They have fallen
For you so please forgive 'em
As you're sweeping
Winter snow up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm
You're dressed in white
There is no; why don't we surrender
And in envy of you
Melting drips will rush
Brushed in broomstick rhythm
Hey! Hey!
As you're sweeping
Summer dust up
See a squirrel
In homage making rhythms
As you're sweeping
Summer dust up
You are sweeping
In swish-back broomstick rhythm
You're dressed in blue
The sky and sun a hue more paler
Than the glow in your heart
I bask in your rays
Days of broomstick rhythm
As you're sweeping
Springtime rain up
You are sweeping
My tears up for [I live 'em / a living?]
As you're sweeping
Springtime rain up
You are sweeping up
What there remains
Of fears I earn
Upon giving my heart
Away to somebody
For good
As you're sweeping Autumn leaves up You are sweeping My fallen heart up with 'em As you're sweeping Autumn leaves up You are sweeping In swish-back broomstick rhythm You're dressed in red Your hair [would had a] brush on fire To make leaves dress up dead Ordered to parade Swayed by broomstick rhythm Hey! As you're sweeping Winter snow up They have fallen For you so please forgive 'em As you're sweeping Winter snow up You are sweeping In swish-back broomstick rhythm You're dressed in white There is no; why don't we surrender And in envy of you Melting drips will rush Brushed in broomstick rhythm Hey! Hey! As you're sweeping Summer dust up See a squirrel In homage making rhythms As you're sweeping Summer dust up You are sweeping In swish-back broomstick rhythm You're dressed in blue The sky and sun a hue more paler Than the glow in your heart I bask in your rays Days of broomstick rhythm As you're sweeping Springtime rain up You are sweeping My tears up for [I live 'em / a living?] As you're sweeping Springtime rain up You are sweeping up What there remains Of fears I earn Upon giving my heart Away to somebody For good Explain Request ×
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