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I feel like I might have made it I think we might have made it Yeah, I'm a friend of Lindy Morrison In the corner of the picture At the center of attention ([?] rises up from my fresh water lake) Well, all you had to do Was to look at my direction (My hands are worn but outside the skies glaze your blues) The moon was high, I couldn't look at you When all this blows over You won't want to know her (This is the darkest sheep, you talk in your sleep And now you're awake, We're in way too deep) The moon was high, but I couldn't look at you (Look at you) (Let's start over Baby love Baby love And outside the skies glaze your blues The moon was high, but I couldn't look at you) I feel like I might have made it I think we might have made it Yeah, I'm a friend of Connan Mockasin Aus Songtexte Mania