Our conversations are flying home tonight
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Honeymooners, returning on a midnight flight
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They are coming back to normal lives
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Vacations morph into nine-to-fives
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And I slip off this rosy pair
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Of lenses and you're still beautiful
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Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears
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Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful
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I sense you shaving off my mysteries
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And knowing my trophies have realistic histories
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The fish I've caught are back to normal size
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A man of limits stands before your gentle eyes
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And I slip off this rosy pair
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Of lenses and you're still beautiful
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Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears
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Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful
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I start with my nose at the painting
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Slowly step back and this is amazing
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Dr. Cal has a patiently waiting for me to earn them
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"Real" is harder to see in a smile
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Tears break the seal of denial
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Rosy colors are nice for a while but now I'm learning
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And I slip off this rosy pair
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Of lenses and you're still beautiful
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Still Beautiful
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| Andy Grammer |
