Has anybody told you, you're beautiful?
You'll always have a
I know you're under pressure
But you can't go on feeling
Yesterday has been and gone
Tomorrow will I find the sun
I lost my mind, I lost it good
Into the ceiling,
If I could see into your heart
Then would I know
I walked half asleep through the park on a Sunday
She
Sunday morning, sun shining on your eyes
Sleepy face smiling
The world keeps on spinning, but we just stand still
See them on the Boulevard
Playing hopscotch on the names
The night is young, and we've only just met, I
I'm waiting for you to pick up the phone
So you
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