II
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Every time I close my eyes
Your beauty comes in sight
And it tears my little heart,
It tears it apart.
And your eyes, olive green
They're so pretty, they're so near
I can pick them right off the olive tree
And what have I done
For us to be so afar,
Never close enough, unsatisfied
So I dream of you at night,
Yeah I dream of you,
At glowing midnight.
