A song about writing a song. What more could you ask for.
Picked up my pen and paper, didn't quite know how to start
Writing songs can be so hard
They have to come from the heart
Wrap your hair around your finger
Pen a line about the one who lingers
In your mind after he's gone, after he's gone
Pick up that paper and pen, scribble lines as the rain starts fallin again
Everything might turn out wrong, but it doesn't matter, he deserves a song
He makes you sing
He makes you sing
He's got
Blue eyes and an angel's face
A smile I've only seen in dreams
Blue eyes and an angel's face
He's everything he seems
And whether or not he knows
I'm his
Other people are quick to judge, don't pay them any mind
They'll take whatever you give, so don't leave anything behind
Instead, remember him
Remember him
He's got
Blue eyes and an angel's face
A smile I've only seen in dreams
Blue eyes and an angel's face
He's everything he seems
And whether or not he knows
I'm his
It's no use to lie,
The muse won't hear it
It's not use to say goodbye
So why fear it?
Maybe he doesn't care
So why pretend
But you can always sing
A song for your best friend
He's got
Blue eyes and an angel's face
A smile I've only seen in dreams
Blue eyes and an angel's face
He's everything he seems
And whether or not he knows
I'm his
I'm his
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