Turn around. Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming around. Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears. Turn around. Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by. Turn around. Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes. Turn around, Bright Eyes.
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