Lyrics

When you ran out of the room Grabbed the old bus To catch a plane out of Italy I knew it would be a long time And the distance would kill me Sometimes I feel you near Somehow time has held you here I feel you here often Often I saw the rings of Saturn In your eyes I saw the many rings in your eyes The way you look me through The way you look me through The way you look me through
Writer(s): Stephen Michael Brodsky Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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