| There’s a song in your eye that’s as blue as the sky
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| And just looking at you keeps me singing it
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| There’s this music and wine don’t it sparkle and shine
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| And it’s one for your money and two to quit
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| And every day it’s getting less hard to be
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| Never together but close sometimes
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| Windows and rain
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| Blue birds and planes
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| They’re never together but they’re close sometimes
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| A boy in New York once captured my heart
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| But her winter was cold so I had to split
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| Sweet Tennessee spoke softly to me
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| Home is your home when you’re loving it
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| And every day it’s getting less hard to be
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| Never together but close sometimes
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| Windows and rain
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| Blue birds and planes
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| They’re never together but they’re close sometimes
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| There’s life in these bars when you make believe stars
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| People and loneliness passing time
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| A world full of fools sitting glued to that stool
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| Drowning their sadness in rosey wine
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| And every day it’s getting less hard to be
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| Never together but close sometimes
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| Windows and rain
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| Blue birds and planes
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| They’re never together but they’re close sometimes
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| Never together but they’re close sometimes |