The point atwhich you looked at me Has always being part of my brain Now my mind is in a whirl And it seems I am not the same My dear and special friend There`s never a point at which we ever loved
I`m in mine, and mine is fine I`m wrapped up in shining days Blackbirds in summer time They find a low I end up being you My dear and special friend There`s never a point at which we ever loved
The point at which I looked at you Has always being part of my brain Now my mind is in a whirl And it seems I am not the same My dear and special friend There`s never a point at which we ever loved
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