Extraordinary Day — Delta Goodrem

Change, like secrets in the wind I hear the whispers madame butterfly Spread your precious wings I watch you fly away

I know, I can't change fate of that July the 8th and it was never the same

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story

extraordinary day

Nothing is isolated

I know, I can't change fate of that July the 8th and it was never the same

goes

Extraordinary day This would be my defining story

Extraordinary day