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I am like a broken bird my wing it needs your care heal me with your loving arms you could ease my despair I know I sing a lot of songs of love CHORUS: Now Im sad Im going mad CHORUS Now I come into your life CHORUS Watching Trudi go into overdrive on stage was as much fun for the band as it was for the audience. Heres a sample of what you missed. |
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