Oh, I know
you always treat me like a doll
but everytime I leave the city for a while
you miss me, oh
Don't suppose
That I will drink a beer with you
if you don't tell me I'm the only tasting good
tiramisu
When I look into your eyes
I find the colours I was seeking in the sky
When I look into my mind
I know tomorrow we'll be catchers in the rye

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