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[al:] |
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The way your hair hangs down |
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It hides away your face |
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For you it's perfect |
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But it seems like such a waste |
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And when I see you sliding past |
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I make my plans |
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And then my plans slip through my fingers |
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just like sand |
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I wish that life could be |
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just like a photograph |
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One moment captured |
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as you laugh your perfect laugh |
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But that's a daydream |
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things could never be so right |
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There's so much more to think about |
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than black and white |
