See What She Seeing

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Mornings I wake up hung over

Lower than mornings before

I don't know memories tortured

Or maybe what I deserve

Lonely and forgotten in the frozen world

Scorned in my desire

Ignored by all the girls

I need someone to comfort me

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Whose hair is whipping

Whose mouth is smiling

Whose eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

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Everywhere I go I see her

Everywhere I look she disappears

Every time I think I've found her

Just what I've found is unclear

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So onward through the murk and the uncertainty

Sifting through the days patient and carefully

Always to get to where she is

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Her hair is whipping

Her mouth is smiling

Her eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

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Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

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But you can't see me

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Tell me the way to the orchid

Tell me the way and I'll be there

Give me a day to go forward

Give me your hand and we'll go there

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Forward through the clover and the bergamot

Shoreward to the gulls and to the guillemots

Horizon alone among the wind

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Her hair is whipping

Whose mouth is laughing

Her eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

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Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

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