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Staring at the sun Till I have to stop. Thinking of you, seeing spots I don't ask foo much Not At All Just want that brown-eyed boy just to call. Sitting on the lawn, With my head down Thinking of you Throwing the bomb. I don't ask too much Not At All Just want that brown-eyed boy Just to call But if things don't things change soon, I'll have to cry That brown-eyed boy's enough to Make me wanna die. Staring at the sun Till it hurts. Thinking of you Till it hurts I don't ask too much Not at all. Just want that brown-eyed boy Just to call. Sitting on a bed With my head down Wishing I was dead With my eyes closed. I don't ask too much Not at all. Just want that brown-eyed boy just to call But if things don't change soon, I'll have to cry. That brown-eyed boy's enough to Make me want to die. |