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Livingston Taylor
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Blind
My telephone rang, I was too late Why did I stop to hesitate on my way home? Take my hands, let me confess 'Bout loving and hating and all of the rest And ideas I've roamed
Then I saw a brilliant sign And let it slip behind And search again And find I'm blind
My thoughts they make a tender smile My hands they move and in a while I've got what I want That tenderness that you insist you feel Ain't worth a damn 'cause it ain't real Lord, it sure does haunt
Then you saw a brilliant sign And let it slip behind And search again And find you're blind
See me in a lonely Sunday Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com If you've got the time And don't surprise me Or you'll find that I'm completely blind
Now I'm so sick of what's being said My thoughts they burn inside my head There's not much untouched All of my children begin to cry They clutch at me demanding why Tell 'em 'bout loving and such
Then they saw a brilliant sign And let it slip behind And search again And find they're blind
See them in a lonely Sunday If you've got the time And don't surprise them or you'll find That they're completely blind That they're completely blind
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