© 2009 Mark Cote
1. living, in your world
someone has hurt this girl
deep, inside
can't hear a poet's cries
with eyes clouded by
pain and lies
in, the, wind
I reach out, you pull away
not much, you can say... now
(chorus) is the blue in your eyes
from years of tears, a lonely prize...lonely girl
I hope my words wash over you
like your words wash over me... too
in, your, heart, I want my words to live
'cause in my heart you always will
2. maybe in another year
your clouded eyes will clear
but, for now
I'll just stay away
cry on a flower lei...now
(chorus)
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