She's the quiet silent type
More beautiful than the autumn leaves painted by the dying summer sun
And she rids me of my apathy
Don't need the world to lie
Makes my dreams come true like a blind man getting sight
Oh, how am I supposed to see, when your beauty blinds me
How am I supposed to breathe you done took my breath away
Oh how am I supposed to hear, when your songs in my ear
And how am I supposed to miss you if I always have you here
Have you near, oh oh
Cos' that's where you're meant to be
And I hope that you will stay
Till' the end of my days
My days
La la la
La la la
La la la la-a la
La la la la la la la la yeah
La la la la la-a-a-a
Woah, oh oh oh
She's the quiet silent type
More beautiful than the autumn leaves painted by the dying summer sun
And she rids me of my apathy
Don't need the world to lie
Makes my dreams come true like a blind man getting sight
Oh, how am I supposed to see, when your beauty blinds me
How am I supposed to breathe you done took my breath away
Oh how am I supposed to hear, when your songs in my ear
And how am I supposed to miss you if I always have you here
Have you near, oh oh
Cos' that's where you're meant to be
And I hope that you will stay
Till' the end of my days
My days
La la la
La la la
La la la la-a la woah
La la la la la la la la yeah
La la la la oh, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh oh oh

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