Into this city grey I had saw
Her little blue eyes
Into storms of sounds and noises
You shine with your little girl skill
And your pretty face
I think sweet tender wondered and loving things
To say to you
when I can't see you on this city
My despair increase
And I remember this wondered and loving things
I want to say to you
Her little blue eyes
Into storms of sounds and noises
You shine with your little girl skill
And your pretty face
I think sweet tender wondered and loving things
To say to you
when I can't see you on this city
My despair increase
And I remember this wondered and loving things
I want to say to you
And if you don't know about whom I'm speaking
Just watch that little blue eyes that I am looking
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