<< Xymox - Hypocrite The skies are grey today, I look at life that way So put me on a plane, I may escape the rain My friends are acting strange, things don't look the same I guess the child in me, defines the way I see I guess the child in me, defines the way I see Miracles Don't let me down, just live for today The price is high you say, you look at life that way So put me on a chain, I will escape again Living by the book I say,would drive me insane I guess the child in me, defines the way I see I guess the child in me, defines the way I see Miracles come my way Through the eyes of a child I am spinning round Through the eyes of a child I will work it out I guess the child in me, defines the way I see Through the eyes of a child Through the eyes of a child 1 have viewed this page!
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