(Dan Messe/Gary Maurer)
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There's a lazy eye that looks at you
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And sees you the same as before
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When you lay beside me every night
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Though now you are with me no more
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I can still see the hem of your dress
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And the comb as it's parting your hair
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And the person I held is still there in my
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Lazy eye that looks at you
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Lazy Eye
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