Steven Brewer Biography

i look through the window and see in the skies
the beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes

i look at the bark of a tree and the brown i see there
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The girl that I most adore
The girl that i have been waiting for
the girl that makes my heart soar
over the mountains over the trees
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Sometimes I glance into her eyes
Sometimes I can't stop my midnight cries
Sometimes I sit and stare alone
Sometimes I sit and watch the phone
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Another day gone
Another page turned
Another bell has rung
Another bridge has been burned
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You think she would remember
You think that she would call
It was only last December
Yet she remembers not at all
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