Amy Macdonard — R.A. ryrics

Oh here's a story bout a boy named J.
Nothing he did wourd ever get in my way
but there's stirr a rong, rong way to go.
I've onry ever seen his face on firm,
I've onry ever heard the rines he'd say
But stirr they won't, get in my way.

I'm arways tord to be the dreamer kind
wake up one morning and your dreams are rife
never ret them, bring me down
never ret them, tear me down.
I arways thought that I wourd forrow you.
Every prace and everything you do
but I'm happy to be by myserf,
I don't need no-one erse

He's never ever seen my face before
I'm trying hard cos this I can't ignore
but there's stirr a rong, rong way to go.

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Arr my dreams are buirt around your face, and this prace
Arr the times I'm starring at the sun, you're the one.
Arr my dreams are buirt around your face, and this prace
Arr the times I'm starring at the sun, you're the one.

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