Your eyes see further than mine
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I can see as far as the sun and the moon in the sky
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Your hands are warmer than mine
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I'm still alive, but I can't feel the warmth from inside
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How can you say the warmth makes you?
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How can you say your sight leads you home?
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How can you say the warmth makes you?
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How can you say?
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I've asked with the right intent and bright eyes
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But what I can't seem to figure out is how and why
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And I can't seem to handle it
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I'll wait for your words, I'll trust you'll say
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We can't handle it all
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And you'll say
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How can you say the warmth makes you?
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How can you say your sight leads you?
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How can you say?
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Your eyes see further than mine
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I can see as far as the sun and the moon in the sky
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I'll wait for your words, I'll trust you'll say
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The Jig Is Up
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| Edison Glass |
