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The sunlight is too bright without my ebony drapes Caught off guard, I'm at large and exit 5 is to blame I'll draw you this picture A moonlight tete-a-tete but of the obvious kind A soft touch and savoir-faire were resting fresh in his mind Here's to that last picture Too late I cant go back. You said it's too bad that I lost And I'll second that. You're right and I'm so tired of being wrong I'll just leave it at that Starring me worry free with eyes just longing to see All the things I will be now that it's time to be me Picture perfect picture (Thanks to Brett for these lyrics) From Letras Mania