Blue blue sky, I've been wondering why I'm here,
Piercing eyes, you can't deny what you've seen,
You're falling on me, and I'm no longer feeling free,
Some time ago, I had a friend who told me, of love you should beware,
When I woke up, in the morning, my mind was quite aware
This feeling came, ingrained in my soul of clay,
What's there to say?
What's left to say?
For it came to stay.

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