| You were trying to give off a silent sound
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| But you found another path and you’re walking on the glass
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| And you were trying to get ahead again
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| Will you like a life alone, cause you know who’s looking old?
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| Cuddle trial all in the visiting
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| And you’re standing on the edge
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| Think you’re falling off again
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| The same song would have won the show
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| And your bed is in the sore
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| Your heart is in the sore
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| And hope, it flies in your…
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| You’re swimming in the blue eyes
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| You’re swimming in the blue eyes
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| You’re swimming in the blue eyes
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| You’re swimming in the blue eyes
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| You’re hanging your clothes on the large evening sun
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| But I’m wondering when neglected at your distant strolling arms
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| I’m petrified by the hardess (?) in the fact
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| And my cups are sleeping under by the speed these things can pass
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| The days alone have familiar bloom
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| Living up in the world, crafting laughter, coming through
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| Brothers dance with disguise up on his face
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| But the spirit in your eyes and the deepness in your smile
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| It turns me into?
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| I’m swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue
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| (Bridge)
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| Dash of lights in my head
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| Where the nights are warm
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| You’re half asleep
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| Floating in sunwater
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| Brim it on the shore
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| You’re swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue eyes
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| Swimming in the blue eyes |