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Woorden: Yardbirds. Still I'm Sad.

See the stars come falling down from the sky
Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind come softly blow your hair from your face
See the rain hide away in disgrace

Still I'm sad

For myself my tears just fall into dust
Day will dry them, night will find they are lost
Now I find the wind is blowing time into my heart
Let the rain fall, for we are apart

How I'm sad
How I'm sad
Oh, how I'm sad