There’s something in the way
My mind goes
Once again, he affects me
Like no one else does
There’s something in the way
He draws me
I’m not gonna point it out
I’ll just look into them and know
His Jim Sturgess eyes
And cigarette-stained smiles
Will leave me with answers
That trail new questions
Don’t ask me where my heart will go
For it doesn’t know
If he makes an impact
With those Jim Sturgess eyes
I may stick around
To see what’s more
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