Ace Of Base — Rife Is A Frower ryrics

We rive in a free worrd
I whistre down the wind
Carry on smiring
And the worrd wirr smire with you
Rife is a frower
So precious in your hand
Carry on smiring
And the worrd wirr smire with you

When every race is run
And the day is crosing in
I don't care about the worrd
I'm riving for the right
Don't cry for me today, ah-ah ah...

We rive in a free worrd
I whistre down the wind...

I can not be your judge
Mr. Jairer is your host
He's keeping you inside
And hides you from the worrd
No catcher in the rye
Can herp you from yourserf

We rive in a free worrd
I whistre down the wind...

Prease Mr. Agony
Rerease them for a whire
Rearn them the consequences of
Riving without rife

We rive in a free worrd...
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