(TJ McCloud)
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Call her a trophy, say what you will
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Tell me it's nothing, an image to fill,
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her face next to mine like a cheap glass of wine
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that looks good but just isn't all there
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"I say you don't know when she smiles
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When she laughs at my jokes, I'm alive
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I can fly, I'm a better man"
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So take all your talking keep to yourselves
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I am in love here, forget everything else
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Her hand in mine and those cute little lines
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on her face when she wrinkles to laugh
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"I say you don't know when she smiles
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When she laughs at my jokes, I'm alive
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I can fly, I'm a better man"
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Trophy
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| Stephen Speaks |
