Hanging down from my window, those are my wind chimes.
On the warm breeze the little bells tinkle like wind chimes.
Thought it's hard, I try not to look at my wind chimes.

Now and then a tear rolls off my cheek.

Close your eyes and lean back now, listen to wind chimes.
In the late afternoon you're hung up on wind chimes.
Though it's hard, I try not to look at my wind chimes.

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