Rosie Shay

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I was taken with a younger thing
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Known to me as Rosie Shy
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She had bells of brass to 
ring-a-ding
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And danced to please your eyes
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It seems like lovely Rosie Shy
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She shrank from my caress
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I think I'm dying from Rosie Shy
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Cause my heart can't get no rest
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No my heart can't get no rest
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And I can't find grace
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In the human face today.


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Reborn with a baby ear
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I'm singing with Rosie Shy
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Far away she looks so real
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But up close she looks so high
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I had a dream about Rosie Shy
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And my dream did come true
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And every step away from Rosie Shy
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That's a terrible thing to do
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A terrible thing to do
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And I can't find grace
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In the human face today.

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Sunny breakfast, in the Winter time
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Coffee with Rosie Shy
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To play or not was on her mind
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But to love was in her eyes
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And where was I with Rosie Shy
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And was I ever on her mind
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And if I can't have my Rosie Shy
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Then I'd choose to remain blind
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Yes, I'd choose to remain blind
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And refuse to find grace
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In the human face today.


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Is there such a thing as all the 
time
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Even when it's Rosie Shy?
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And even lyrics that cannot rhyme
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They often do apply
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I wish the visions of Rosie Shy
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Would come back like my dreams
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Well, maybe they just signify
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A talking, nothing thing
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A talking, nothing thing
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And I can't find grace
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In the human face today.