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(Written by Bob Welch)
You don't know what she means to me
She's a heart that beats close to me
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
When she comes to me then I feel fine
And I'm not afraid but so gratified
Emerald eyes is a mystery
Starin' through to the heart of me
Find, emerald eyes in the night
Gleamin' shiny and bright
As if covered with silver
She's still a mystery to me
The way she sails away slow
Makes your day to day life easy
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
Only an honest word, maybe a sky report
Could be a weather bird it was so close to me
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity
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(Written by Christine McVie)
You got to believe
I'm gonna be with you baby
In everything you've done
Even though you've stopped the sun from shining
Well I've tried my best, but it may not be enough
And times have been so tough, that I can't tell you
What can you say to accuse me
When you know I'm not to blame
You know you're gonna use me
I guess I'll always feel the same
Oh, when will we be together
In this crazy world we're in
Is it really such a sin to love you
Well I've tried my best, but it may not be enough
And times have been so tough that I can't tell you
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(Written by Christine McVie)
You've got a sweet, sweet way
You know you'll always be the only one
And if you'll let me say
You'll never be a lonely one
Well you've just got something
Makes a girl start feeling crazy
And I'll do anything if you'll let me be your baby
Even when everybody tells me
I'm just being a fool
Something inside says I've got to have you
And I can't play by the rules
Ooh baby baby tell me there's a chance for me
'Cos I'm crazy about you and I know this is love for me
Well you just got something
Makes a girl start feeling crazy
And I'll do anything if you'll let me be your baby
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(Written by Bob Welch)
It's the same kind of story
That seems to come down from long ago
Two friends having coffee together
When something flies by their window
It might be out on that lawn
Which is wide, at least half of a playing field
Because there's no explaining what your imagination
Can make you see and feel
Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized
Now it's not a meaningless question
To ask if they've been and gone
I remember a talk about North
Carolina and a strange, strange pond
You see the sides were like glass
In the thick of a forest without a road
And if any man's ever made that land
Then I think it would've showed
Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized
They say there's a place down in Mexico
Where a man can fly over mountains and hills
And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine
And he never will
Now you know it's a meaningless question
To ask if those stories are right
'Cause what matters most if the feeling
You get when you're hypnotized
Seems like a dream
(They) got me hypnotized
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(Written by Bob Weston, John McVie, and Bob Welch)
I like the way the light falls today
Slow, too lazy for anything
I see boats that go sailin' past me (But not too fast)
You know, I wish this day could keep on goin' and last forever
Please don't fool around with my happiness
I like the way the light falls today
Please just let it stay that way
Slow, easy, forever
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(Written by Bob Welch)
For a little peace in any season
I'd give up anything but your love
I don't want to trade, tryin' to be happy
That's only playin' anyway
But if I dream about it, it makes me wonder
For every good thing, must you get bad
But I won't worry, and if I'm living on borrowed time
I'm gonna keep on the way I'm going
For every crime, there's retribution
And every vally has a mountainside
No, I don't like to trade just to be happy
That kind of deal won't turn out right
See it ain't good to stare inside yourself too long
For every true thing theree's one more lie
But I won't worry 'cause if I'm living on borrowed time
I'll just try to keep on the way I'm going
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(Written by Bob Welch)
Gonna stay out of New York
There's something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of New York
There's something there that bleeds me dry
It gets so bad that I stop breathin'
And then the sun don't wanna shine
There's something wrong with New York
It's a prison without walls
No I won't go back there
I just don't like that place at all
You might call it sophistication
But I say time is runnin' out
I won't go back to New York
There's a darkness all around
No, I just can't handle it
You know that place is gettin' me down
You can say it's sophistication
But I say time is runnin' out
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(Written by Bob Welch)
The swamp is getting deeper all the time
And the faces that I see don't seem to shine
Now there's too much Warhol hanging off the wall
And the mystery that there used to be is gone
Let me go
Miles away
Let me ride
Just miles away
Don't wanna know
I'm not gonna miss it much
Gonna be drivin' once again
Don Juan goes up in a cloud of smoke
And all those Hare Krishnas turned out to be a joke
And it's restless, restless, restless all the time
Slidin' up and down the surface of this life
Now I know that I can't say what's black and white
But if I could fly I think I'd try tonight
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(Written by Bob Welch)
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now way inside your heart
Do you have a grain of love for me
'Cause all I see is decadence
And the end of everything
You can bend over backwards
I ain't gonna kiss your ring
Somebody
I looked into your eyes
And saw a real bad thing
I saw desires that burned in you
The need for power to be a king
And I saw that you would use this world
You know you might have to crawl
But it's one of my eyes for one of yours
And you'll never get no love at all
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(Written by Christine McVie)
Once in everyone's life
You know a feeling has to grow
And you may be having a bad time
And you really shouldn't let it show
You're taking a risk, but it doesn't matter
'Cos you know, you know that it's real
I can't conceal the way that I feel
I can't conceal the way, the way that I feel
How many times have I told you
Oh, I adore you
And if it meant anything at all
I'd do anything for you
But it's too late and I know I'm making
A fool, a fool of myself
But I can't conceal the way that I feel
I can't conceal the way, the way that I feel
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(Written by G. Gouldman)
I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door
To thrill you with delight
I'd bring you diamonds bright
Everything that will excite
Make you dream of me at night
For your love, for your love
I would give you stars above
I'd give the stars if they were mine to give
I'd give the moon every day that I live
To thrill you with delight
I'd bring you diamonds bright
Everything that will excite
Make you dream of me at night
For your love, for your love
I would give you stars above
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(Written by Christine McVie)
There's no use in crying, it's all over
But I know there'll always be another day
Well my heart will rise up with the morning sun
And the hurt I feel will simply melt away
You make me feel, I just can't carry on
But I know I won't always be that way
'Cos my heart will rise up with the morning sun
And the hurt I feel will simply melt away
You don't have to give up
Why is it all wrong
Why don't you love me
Why won't you just be strong
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