Tell me the whole thing isn¡¯t a dream
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I have opened my eyes and truly seen
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The colour of the eyes
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The feel of your lips on mine
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It took me a thousand years
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To discover love is fine
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You are
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Everything to me
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The touch of your hand is like a blind man
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That now can see
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The colour of your eyes
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The feel of your lips on mine
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It took me a thousand years
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To discover love is fine
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When you slow down
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Won¡¯t you give me some time
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I wait endlessly
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There¡¯s no reason or rhyme
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For the joy and pain your bring me
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I guess it¡¯s not a crime
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Well if it is then you¡¯re guilty
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But somehow we will be fine
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You are
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Everything to me
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The touch of your hand is like a blind man
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That now can see
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The colour of your eyes
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The feel of your lips on mine
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It took me a thousand years
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To discover love is fine
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Everything you are
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Everything you feel
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Belongs in a little way to me
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Like a spinning wheel
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You know
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You know
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You know
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You know
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You Are
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| Christine McVie |
