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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Blind Love...

It's all in the eyes...

Don't know which I like best... Garfunkel's version:

or this mix, by The Complexions and The Flamingos, used as the theme for the movie A Bronx Tale:

My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
Sha bop sha bop

Are the stars out tonight
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you dear

The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
I only have eyes for you

I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue

You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you

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