Treasure Island

Jorge Rolon


Mrs.Blue eyes


Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, Your standing alone
Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, Lemme sing you a song
If you only knew, alll i felt for you
I hate to see you blue, Mrs. Blue Eyes

Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, il sing in the rain
Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, youl think im insane
i long to see you smile
ive been gone for a while
il walk that extra mile for you Mrs. Blue Eyes

Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, please take my hand
Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, il b your man
i can help you see, all you mean to me
i just wanna b wit u Mrs. Blue eyes

Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, loves so hard to find
Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, il never leave you behind
your always on my mind, this feeling deep nside
it hurts to see u cry mrs. blue eyes
keep wishing u were mine mrs. blue eyes.

Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, il b ur friend
Hey There Mrs. Blue Eyes, with you till the end
forget all bets tonght, wont stop till this is right
wont go w/o a fight for u mrs. blue eyes

Submitted: Sunday, June 13, 2010

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