The Eye
A field trip into life is where my heart yearns to go...
There are sights to gather that only the eye seems to know.
The clicking of the camera, the blinking of the eye...
The gathering of memories that will never die.
This journey of my soul makes my work worthwhile...
And a journey like this, for me, will never go out of style.
So I grab my camera and look for what's right...
And all of a sudden it comes into sight.
The clicking of my camera, the blinking of my eye...
The gathering of memories that will never die.
It's such a special moment when you realize what you've done...
A moment in life filled full of joy and fun.
The clicking of the camera, the blinking of the eye...
The gathering of memories that will never die.
TK<><
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