Behind the centerfold I
Decide between a maze and you
A maze and you
Erase the figure of my
Time or touch I know its true
True Blue
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Inebriated strangers
All confine to meet your eyes
The lovers missed and tangled
All were put before my time
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Iris Blue - Quality Time Lyrics
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Behind the centerfold I
Decide between a maze and you
A maze and you
Erase the figure of my
Time or touch I know its true
True Blue
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Inebriated strangers
All confine to meet your eyes
The lovers missed and tangled
All were put before my time
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Decide between a maze and you
A maze and you
Erase the figure of my
Time or touch I know its true
True Blue
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Inebriated strangers
All confine to meet your eyes
The lovers missed and tangled
All were put before my time
And I
Will come on down the line
To maybe cross your mind
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
And I
Find docile and defined
Somehow more my style
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Confidence within her own mood
Crosshairs with nothing to prove
Writer: Quinn Pokora
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