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It is hard to forget how it went that night Silhouettes burning out Broken like glass from the second floor Washed by a rush when the flooding came down, down, down We were cut from the vine of our parents' hands Ran from the noise to the minivan Lost down a path, got turned around Since Jill moved to Ada, Amy burned out, out, out Your eyes are talking And they don't seem fine to me May as well be walking Away with your eyes turned from me Away with your eyes turned from me Bringing all I knew to what I don't know Two yеars later and you still have a hold Hold my breath to thе top of the hill See the world move while I'm standing still-hill-hill Your eyes are talking And they don't seem fine to me May as well be walking Away with your eyes turned from me Away with your eyes turned from me Hmm Hmm From Letras Mania