Letra de July
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Behind your eyes is where I sleep.
Where you're not-birds fall out of the trees.
Sing a verse just for me.
Where you're not-birds fall out of the trees.
Sing a verse just for me.
Where you're not-crowded streets, no ones speaks.
You owe me nothing sweet.
Where you're not-music plays but I can't sing.
I cant write what I mean.
You owe me nothing sweet.
Where you're not-music plays but I can't sing.
I cant write what I mean.
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