Look at me
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I'm as helpless
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as a kitten up a tree
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And I feel like
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I'm clingin' to a cloud
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I can' t understand
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I get misty
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just holding your hand
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Walk my way
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And a thousand violins
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begin to play
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Or it might be the sound
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of your hello
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That music I hear
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I get misty
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the moment you're near
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You can'tsee
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that you're leading me on?
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And it's just
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what I want you to do
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Just what I want you to do
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Don't you notice
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how hopelessly I'm lost
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That's why I'm following you
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On my own
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When I wander through
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this wonderland alone
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Never knowing my right foot
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from my left
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My hat from my glove
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I'm too misty
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and too much in love
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and too much in love
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Too misty
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And too much
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In love
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Misty
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| Carmen McRae |
