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Teksty: Brooke White. Songs From The Attic. Yellow.


Look at the stars,look how they shine for you
And everything that you do
Yeah they were all yellow

I came along, I wrote a song for you
And all the things that you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things to have done
And it was all yellow

Your all skin,oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn in, just something beautiful
You and I, you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across, I jumped across for you
Oh all the things to do
'Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line, I drew a line for you
Oh all the thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your all skin, oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn in just something beautiful
Do you know, for you I'd bleed myself dry
For you I'd bleed myself dry

Ooooooh
Ouuuuh

You know it's true
Look how they shine for you (x5)
Look how they shine
Look at the stars, look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do
And it was all yellow

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Songs From The Attic