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I wish I had a saxophone,
I’d play the blues til you came home
With a little sadness in your eye.
Now that all my time was spent,
In you walk, you’re heaven sent
Thinkin’ bout all the night’s you’ve cried.
Had a certain passion,
And I had surly dreams,
A load of viscous actions,
Don’t close your eyes to me.
Don’t close your eyes to me.
I wish I had a camera lens
To film the things my mind had said,
Before they reached my mouth
And got all bent.
Looking at the skies of blue,
All day long I think of you,
Even after all the shit we’ve been through.
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