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If I see you hiding in the night by a peppercorn tree
The tree it moves, lets me see what I wanna see
A poison gaze of your mind is all that's worrying me.
The pictures that I see are seen by no-one else but me
To cause the night to be in sight, a little point of me
I imagine nearly anything I want to see.
Black veils of melancholy falling on me
Black veils keep shadowing my mind
Black veils that make my mind seem small
Black veils of melancholy falling on me
Black veils keep shadowing my mind
Black veils that make my mind seem small
I see you with my eyes closed getting closer and closer to me
I open my eye up and you're not there
It's all in my mind
Black veils of melancholy falling on me
Black veils keep shadowing my mind
Black veils that make my mind seem small
Black veils of melancholy falling on me
Black veils keep shadowing my mind
Black veils that make my mind seem small
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When my mind is not live I see you there before me
Every night in my mind your face flies by me
Then the morning light comes to bring reality
But my dream lingers on a little while for me
Then I wake to see a world full of misery
Lots of people rushing by, never know what they wanna be
Soon the day draws to it's end and pretty soon I'll be
Back with you in my mind because I want to see
When my mind is not live I see you there before me
Every night in my mind your face flies by me
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I'll never get over you
No, I'll never get over you
I just can't keep it a secret any more, oh no, no
It wasn’t so long ago
When you told me you loved me so
Then you went and said goodbye and found another guy-i-i-i
I know somewhere, someday I'll find
One love to take your place
One girl with an angel face
But in the meantime
I'll never get over you
No, I'll never get over you
I just can't keep it a secret any more, oh no, no
I know somewhere, someday I'll find
One love to take your place
One girl with an angel face
But in the meantime
I'll never get over you
No, I'll never get over you
I just can't keep it a secret any more, oh no, no
Ill never get over you
No, I'll never get over you
I just can't keep it a secret any more, oh no, no, no
Oh no, no, no
Oh no, no, no
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Elizabeth dreams of the day when the way
That I looked at her made her feel she was real
Elizabeth dreams of the time she was mine
When she didn't need any more, she was sure
She was sure
Out of sight, by candlelight
And sea green, and see green horses
I said she's out of sight by candlelight ??
And fairy, fairy stories
Elizabeth is not what she seems
Elizabeth dreams, Elizabeth dreams
Elizabeth dreams, holding fast through the past
When a morning was something new, flowers grew
Elizabeth dreams but it's late and she's waited too long
And tomorrow goes, now she knows
Now she knows
Out of sight by candlelight
And sea green, and sea green horses
I said she's out of sight, by candlelight
And fairy, fairy stories
Elizabeth is not what she seems
Elizabeth dreams, Elizabeth dreams
Elizabeth dreams
Elizabeth dreams, Elizabeth dreams
Elizabeth dreams
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Hey Joe
Would you please lend me your ear?
I've got to know if everything's all right.
Hey Joe, have you seen my baby here?
Oh we used to share a table every night.
Hey Joe, she's the only girl who's ever
Meant anything at all
If I lose her I lose all
Joe, if you've seen her won't you say,
Or point in the direction she did go.
Every night, under the light of the moon
Under a table we'd choose, she'd take off her shoes
And rub her feet against mine
Joe, have you seen my baby here?
Oh we used to share a table every night.
Hey Joe, she's the only girl who's ever
Meant anything at all
If I lose her I lose all
Joe, if you've seen her won't you say,
Or point in the direction she did go.
Every night, under the light of the moon
Under a table we'd choose, she'd take off her shoes
And rub her feet against mine
Joe, would you please lend me your ear?
I've got to know if everything's all right.
Hey Joe, have you seen my baby here?
Oh we used to share a table every night
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She was sold at the paradise flats
Tell me, what d'you think of that?
No goodbye, just a pat on the back
Well I know she's made her mind up
That she don't need me around
I'm trying just to see what you're trying to do to me
Your trying to screw me down
Right through the ground oh yeah
In paradise flats there's rooms for hire,
No-one cares who you are
You won't come back, it's too late now
You've been seen too much
I know what you are
You won't come back, no you won't come back
Well I know she's made her mind up
That she don't need me around
Oh I'm trying just to see what you're trying to do to me
Your trying to screw me down
Right through the ground oh yeah
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I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine
I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes.
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
I see your shadow tripping through a silver glade, tiptoeing over crimson sand
Luring me onwards into a sea of jade, leading me gently by the hand
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
If I could escape through the windows of my mind
I would fly to your magic mountain land
There we would stay 'til the world had passed away
With a love only we could understand
Technicolour dreams are all I see
Technicolour dreams of you and me
I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine
I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes
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Where is the sun that shone on my head
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead
Where is the light that would stay in my street
And where are the friends I could meet, I could meet
Where are the girls I left far behind
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind
Where is the sun that shone on my head
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead
Where are the girls I left far behind
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind
Where are the girls I left far behind
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind
Where is the girl I have loved all along
The girl that I love, she is gone, she is gone
All of my life I've tossed with the day
The spicks and the specks of my life gone away
All of my life I've tossed with the day
The spicks and the specks of my life gone away
Where is the sun that shone on my head
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead
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Sweet little Sheila, you'll know her if you see her
Blue eyes and a ponytail
Cheeks are rosy, she looks a little mosey
Man, this little girl is fine
Never knew a girl like little Sheila
Her name drives me insane
Sweet little girl, that's my little Sheila
Man, this little girl is fine
Me and Sheila go for a ride
Feel funny inside
Then little Sheila whispers in my ear
I love you Sheila dear
Sheila said she loves me, she said she'd never leave me
True love that will never die
We're so doggone happy, just being around together
Man, this little girl is fine
Never knew a girl like little Sheila
Her name drives me insane
Sweet little girl, that's my little Sheila
Man, this little girl is fine
Me and Sheila go for a ride
Feel funny inside
Then little Sheila whispers in my ear
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I love you Sheila dear
Sheila said she loves me, she said she'd never leave me
True love that will never die
We're so doggone happy just being aorund together
Man, this little girl is fine
Man this little girl is fine
Yeah, this little girl is fine
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Looking up to the cloud above my head
Your face concealed by purple mist that feels like lead
It slowly clears and at last my eyes are filled
Sunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unreal
Now you're life has gone
in this world I don't belong
Words are all I own
Now you're gone I'm all alone
Sunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unreal
Sunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unreal
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Drop your silver in my tambourine
Help a poor man fill a little dream
Give me pennies, I'll take anything
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Watch the jingle-jangles start to chime
Reflections of the music that was mine
When I toss a coin you'll hear it sing
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Rub-a-dub before I walk away
Anytime you want, I'll gladly play
Money feeds my music machine
Now listen while I play my green tambourine
Listen while I play my green tambourine
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When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired still yawning
See your face come peeking through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Mirages of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face, it just won't leave me alone
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Mirages of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
You in the sky, you with the sky
You make men cry, you lie
You in the sky, you with the sky
You make men cry, you lie
Picture of matchstick men and
Picture of matchstick men and
Picture of matchstick men and
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