| You told me, my friend, what’s on you mind,
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| Now I’ll tell you what’s on mine.
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| Black is black and white is white,
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| You’re so hung up on day and night,
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| Is it that important to you?
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| Can you let the dawn come shinin' through?
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| A searchin' hand says come and greet me,
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| Be a friend and don’t defeat me,
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| You say that the day is lighter,
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| I say that the stars can be bright too.
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind,
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| (Beautiful Beige come into your mind,)
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind,
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| (Like it came into mine).
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| A violet in the field is growing,
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| You’re afraid to touch not knowing
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| That it’s petals cannot burn you,
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| Don’t you think it’s time you learn to love?
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| Your window sill is lined with lilies
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| And other white assorted sillies,
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| Planted within golden cups,
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| But is there any diff’rence up above?
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind,
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| (Beautiful Beige come into your mind,)
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind,
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| (Like it came into mine).
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind.
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| (Beautiful Beige come into your mind.)
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind,
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| (Like it came into mine).
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| Let Beautiful Beige come into your mind.
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| (Beautiful Beige come into your mind.)
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| (Beautiful Beige come into your mind.)
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| (repeat and fade) |