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Inside Her Eyes
(Crowe)
A turn of your head says
I've met you before,
You say that's not possible
But I could have sworn,
That I asked you the difference
Between sensuous and sexy,
You said ?I know who you are?,
That kind of perplexed me.
Inside her eyes,
That's where I want to be,
Inside her eyes,
But I never rush in, I wait for the call.
It's not that she scares me as much as the fear,
Of giving so much, needing so little,
Of loving so gently
My heart never meant me to fall.
Inside her eyes
Now I could be giving too much away,
The way that I'm moving,
Everything I say,
Hey now don't say you won't try to tell me
You don't feel the same,
I picture your eyes I whisper your name
Inside I'm screaming,
Outside i'm sane,
Soon as your? leaving
I need you again,
Left with my dream
But it's just not the same
As inside her eyes (that's where I want to be)
Inside her eyes (that's where I want to be)
I picture your eyes, I whisper your name,
Inside I'm screaming,
Outside I'm sane,
Soon as you're leaving
I need you again,
Left with my dream
But it's just not the same
As inside your eyes (that's where I want to be)
Inside her eyes (that's where I want to be)
I never, I never, I never rush in (that's where I want to be)
I never, I never, I never rush in (that's were I want to be)
Oh baby, I never rush in (that's where I want to be)
Inside her eyes (that's where I want to be).30 Odd Foot of Grunts Lyrics Index
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