with the ring on your hand you know
you should never think of letting go
but in the words of a poet
baby you know it
the words taste so sweet
the love you're lookin' to find
is in front of you open the blinds
the touch of an artist's brush
you felt a crush
of warming shades
(chorus) keep keep, keep on searching
keep keep, keep sifting the sand
what you seek you cannot find
in the arms of another man
years before you turned away
you saw the sun on a cloudy day
did the lightning flash
much too fast
turn your world around
(chorus)
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