blue eyed baby
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She said "I used to say 'It's you and me, kid.'"
And I cried and that's fine
She mourned the half dead
And that's more than fine
"They're your tears to well and mine to dry"
I look through a glass
She looks though a pane
I can grow the other half back
And I cried and that's fine
She mourned the half dead
And that's more than fine
"They're your tears to well and mine to dry"
I look through a glass
She looks though a pane
I can grow the other half back