Rolling
Love’s alike a rolling stone
Eager wandering alone
Some folk find love when they're young
And it lasts their whole lives long.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
Searching in places unknown
Tumbling till love finds it's home
Some are lucky, some are not
Onwards with hope one must trot.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
One fine day two become one
Another journey begun
Side by side where they belong
Rolling merrily life long.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
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