Eyes of grey

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Eyes of grey
Like the sea
Coiling smoke
Has got a hold on me.

And even though
There’s love around
I cannot grasp it
It’s underground.

But when I’m out
In the wild
Climbing trees
And flying high.

But when I’m out
In the wild
Climbing trees
I’m a nature’s child.

Eyes of grey
Like the sea
Coiling smoke
Has got a hold on me.

And even though
There’s love around
I cannot grasp it
It’s underground.

And even though
There’s love around
I cannot grasp it
It’s underground.

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