歌词语境宇宙
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Sometimes I climb
to the top to see what's above
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Sometimes I climb
to the top to see what's above
and the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child
sometimes I climb high up in a tree
and let the wind blow in my face
and the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child
sometimes I climb high up in a tree
and let the wind blow in my face