| By Jud Friedman, Allen Rich, James Newton-Howard
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| Are those your eyes?
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| Is that your smile?
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| I been looking at you for ever,
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| Yet I never saw you before.
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| Are these your hands? |
| Holding mine?
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| Now I wonder how I could have been so blind.
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| And for the first time, I am looking in your eyes.
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| For the first time, I’m seeing who you are.
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| I can’t believe how much I see,
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| When you’re looking back at me.
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| Now I understand what love is,
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| Love is…
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| For the first time…
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| Can this be real?
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| Can this be true?
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| Am I the person I was this morning?
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| And are you the same you?
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| Its all so strange.
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| How can it be?
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| All along this love was right in front of me!
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| And for the first time, I am looking in your eyes.
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| For the first time, I am seeing who you are.
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| I can’t believe how much I see,
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| When you’re looking back at me.
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| Now I understand what love is…
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| Love is…
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| For the first time.
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| Such a long time ago,
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| I had given up on finding this emotion,
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| Ever again.
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| But you’re here with me now,
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| Yes I found you somehow,
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| And I’ve never been so sure.
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| For the first time, I am looking in your eyes,
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| For the first time, I’m seeing who you are,
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| Can’t believe how much I see,
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| When you’re looking back at me.
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| Now I understand what love is…
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| Love is…
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| For the first time.
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| For the first time. |