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Text písně Under My Umbrella

When I close my eyes.. I can see for miles 
There’s comfort in my dark seat… and chaos in the 
Aisles 


These eyes are not your eyes 
And these eyes are not the color that 
Your arid eyes might be 
No I was not around 
When those eyes of yours decided so 
I refuse to kneel before the 
Sights you choose to see 


When I close my eyes… I rember how to smile 
Under my umbrella.. i'm an accomplished exile 


These eyes are not your eyes 
And these eyes are not the color that 
Your arid eyes might be 
No I was not around 
When those eyes of yours decided so 
I refuse to kneel before the 
Sights you choose to see 


If this is right, id rather be wrong 
If this is sight, id rather be blind