| If your eyes are the window to your soul
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| Open eyes bring the cold
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| If your dreams keep you warm in night
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| Baby just keep 'em closed
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| If your eyes are the window
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| I can sneak in at night
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| In your eyes I can see your soul
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| Staring back into mine
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| She was a beautiful rose
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| From the concrete and heat she grows
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| In the dark room her life was exposed
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| Her picture of men, we walk on all fours
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| Heart opened and heart closed
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| Every now and then she sparkles
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| You can tell she was hurt by the words that she chose
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| I’m thinking like Lauryn, a rose is still a rose
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| Even when the door close, there grows a new one
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| I told her it’s some good men, she asked me if I knew one
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| Her daddy left a hole because she never really knew him
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| Ok, sometimes from commitment, we do run
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| Rocking Lou Vuitton, said she focused on the Christian
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| I’m speaking to her trying to enhance her vision
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| But not to be married with kids she was wishing
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| Shhh, 'til your soul just listen
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| She said daddy take me ice-skating
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| Looking at the rear-view, life’s waiting for her
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| Gotta be there to support her
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| Can’t really wait for a court order
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| She got the type of aura that’s fun and vibrant
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| A lot of love inside, got to help guide it
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| Daddy will protect it, God will provide it
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| We all will be there so your soul ain’t divided
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| Man, how quick she grows
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| Looking like her momma but she got my toes
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| I suppose it’s the age that she really really need me
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| A lot of girls without, they become needy
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| «Como on, Dad, I’m too old for the back seat
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| Can you come and get me, are you coming to my track meet?»
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| As she begins the race of life and love I told her
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| «I can’t run it for ya, but God know’s I’ma coach ya» |