Clear blue sky Like a angel's eye That clear blue sky It makes me sigh – sigh When I think of all my daydreams When I think of all my fears All my fears Just as pure as glue Like an angel's eye When I come too Beneath that clear blue sky – sky
[00:31.92]Clear blue sky [00:34.98]Like a angel's eye [00:44.79]That clear blue sky [00:51.39]It makes me sigh – sigh [00:56.76]When I think of all my daydreams [01:03.45]When I think of all my fears [01:08.58]All my fears [01:28.98]Just as pure as glue [01:35.64]Like an angel's eye [01:49.17]When I come too [01:49.44]Beneath that clear blue sky – sky
Clear blue sky Like a angel's eye That clear blue sky It makes me sigh – sigh When I think of all my daydreams When I think of all my fears All my fears Just as pure as glue Like an angel's eye When I come too Beneath that clear blue sky – sky
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