| If I were a painter, mixing my colors
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| How could I ever find, the blue of your eyes?
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| The canvas could never, capture the light of your smile
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| Of your smile
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| And girl, if I were a sculptor, working in marble
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| I couldn’t hope, to copy your perfect face
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| The curve of your body, the feel of your skin
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| My hands could never, ever trace
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| So I’ll try and find a melody as beautiful as you
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| Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue
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| Fill my voice with the emotion I’m feeling for you
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| And now, when the beat is so strong
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| I’ll give my heart in a song
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| Oh girl
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| If I were an actor, I could be someone
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| Someone who’d always know, the right things to say
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| But as soon as I’d see you, I’d forget all my lines
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| And you’d never know, what I feel inside
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| There’s no other way (no other way)
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| That I know to say (I know to say)
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| Baby, how much I love you
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| And if you’ll only give me a chance
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| Oh girl
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| I’ll give my heart in a song
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| You know I’m not a painter, actor, baby
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| It don’t matter
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| I’ll give my heart in a song
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| Oh, you’re so beautiful
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| Give you my heart in a song
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| I’ll do, I’ll do what I do
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| You know why, why?
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| Your eyes are bluer than blue
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| Uh huh, yeah
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| I said I’ll do what I do
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| I’ll do, I’ll do what I do
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| You know why, why?
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| Your eyes are bluer than blue
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| Uh huh, yeah
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| I said I’ll do what I do… |