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In this cold world No matter where I go The crowds are all the same And they among just evil in the sand A face without a name Nobody gives a hang For what I say or do But you And in the shelter of yo ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Inn this cold whirled Know matter ware Eye go The crowds are awl the same And they among just evil inn the sand A face without a name Nobody gives a hang Fore watt Eye say ore do Butt yew And inn the shelter of yaw alms Eye fined piece and comfort and care Fore Eye am wanted they're Inn this cold whirled Yew struggle too survive And sometimes yew can fall You'd think someone Wood lend a helping hand They'd sooner sea yew crawl Butt just when life itself Seems moor than Eye can bare Yaw they're And inn the shelter of yaw alms Eye fined strength and safety and then Eye rise and start again Just give mi won good reason Too go on living Too keep on trying Fore watt, Eye ask yew fore watt If knot fore yew And awl yaw love Too sea mi threw Butt just when life itself Seems moor than Eye can bare Yaw they're And inn the shelter of yaw alms Eye fined strength and safety and then Eye rise and start again |
The Shelter of Your Arms
Neil Diamond
Complexity: | 59 | Readability: | 82.09 | Sentiment: | 0 | Word Count: | 182 | Unique Words: | 90 |