Can you hear me calling from afar
As you drove uptown
Breakfast time, breakfast time
The hands that tell me
Five to nine
Orange
A thousand violins will play it for you
While you sit
You may think me very naive
Taken as true
I only see
Here's a penny for your thoughts
Incedentally you may keep the
I always thought I could
Fall from a height
Land on my
He took her hand
They took the floor
She was his all
I started to write this song about you
Then I decided
Somebody is whispering
Tongues are a-twisting
My eyes are glistening
Say hello t
When I first saw you
Something stirred within me
You were standing
Here I go around and around
Sick inside and eyes to
I used to spend each afternoon
Just locked in the confines
I don't know quite what to do
When you turn away
I
Upwards and onwards
I'd rather fall to the ground and think
It may be my imagination
And of course I'm prone to
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