By distant moon
Date: 10 January 2001
Bedroom Eyes
I've treasured moments
And burned some bridges
I've eaten fruit right out of your hands...
And in the whispers
In the sunny skies
The late night, bedroom eyes...
I've combed these beaches
In search of you...
And I sing to you this time
Sweep me off my feet
I bruise my body
I've fallen so many times for you
In the peach gardens
In the rosey skies
In the blissful art of soft goodbyes
I sing to you this time
And I sing to you this time
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