The Sun In Your Eyes

I don’t wanna see what you see ’til it’s over
I don’t wanna feel that the feeling is gone
Can’t we make believe everything will be alright
arling, I don’t care if it’s right or if it’s wrong

Don’t wanna throw it all just away now
I don’t wanna hear what you’re talking about
Can’t we just pretend everything is not broken
Darling, I believe there’s a way we can work it out
You know...

All this life ain’t worth a thing if I ain’t got you

I don’t want this life within or without you
I don’t wanna play this game anymore
Can’t we turn the page and start it all over
Darling, I just hate to see you walking out the door
You know...

All this life ain’t worth a thing if I ain’t got you

Oh darling, can’t you see, you belong to me
Oh, don’t you understand, I need your helping hand

I just wanna get away from the pain, dear
just wanna see the sun in your eyes
Can’t we close the book and write a new ending
Darling, I can’t let you go, no, I can’t stand goodbyes
You know...

All this life ain’t worth a thing if I ain’t got you
You know that it’s true, all these dreams
They don’t mean a thing if I can’t be with you

Oh darling, can’t you see, you belong to me
Oh, don’t you understand, I need your helping hand
Oh darling, can’t you see you belong to me
Oh, don’t you understand, I need your helping hand
Oh, don’t you understand

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