(Foster, Jordan)
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something told me it was over
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when I saw you and him talking
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something deep down in my soul said, cry boy
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when I saw you and him out walking
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I would rather, I would rather go blind child
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than to see you walk away from me
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so you see I love you so much
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I don't want to see you leave me baby
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most of all I just don't, I just don't want to be free
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I was just, I was just sitting here thinking
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of your kiss and your warm embrace child
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when the reflection in the glass
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that I been held to my lips now baby
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revealed the tears I had on my face
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I would rather, I would rather be blind child
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than to see you walk away from me
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baby, baby, baby I would rather go blind
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than to see you walk away from me
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I'd Rather Go Blind
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