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The One with the Green Eyes
Pale white clouds float
As soft pinks turn to light blue
And light blue turns to flawless grey
All the while I'm holding you.
Such a pretty messy mix
I can't tell which colour's winning
All I see is the green of your eyes
And the sky behind you split by lightning.
You don't flinch for cold rain on skin
You never flinch for anything
They fall like little icy daggers on us
But still I can't guess what I'm feeling.
Your breath feels like a wisp of wind
I must think you're a creature of legend and lore
I try to wonder what you are
But find that I don't care anymore.
All I know you is just one thing
Your the one with the green eyes
The one who smiles away my agony
The one who rips away my cries
All in your inspiration lies.
As soft pinks turn to light blue
And light blue turns to flawless grey
All the while I'm holding you.
Such a pretty messy mix
I can't tell which colour's winning
All I see is the green of your eyes
And the sky behind you split by lightning.
You don't flinch for cold rain on skin
You never flinch for anything
They fall like little icy daggers on us
But still I can't guess what I'm feeling.
Your breath feels like a wisp of wind
I must think you're a creature of legend and lore
I try to wonder what you are
But find that I don't care anymore.
All I know you is just one thing
Your the one with the green eyes
The one who smiles away my agony
The one who rips away my cries
All in your inspiration lies.
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