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Jane Fire In My Eyes

Trying to hide The fire in my eyes When I need you in the night And there's Not a hope in sight I wonder if youfeel The fire in my eyes CHORUS True

turn around and hate it You know they're singin', "Sweet Jane Ah sweet Jane Ooh sweet Jane" Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet, sweet, sweet Jane

me and my moms could still be friends My daddy wasn't buggin out so far Watchin me pretend to be another rap star Through my eyes he saw a child changin

played a part He wouldn't want to turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Sweet Jane, sweet Jane Oh my sweet Jane

like fire She burns the lips right off my face It's finder's keepers, loser's gonna weep She's personal property Sealed and stamped, money in the bank She's private, for my eyes

streams Into the garden of Jane Delawney Into the garden now Though the rose is fair Don't pluck it as you pass For a fire will consume your hair And your eyes

My death will not be there My death will not be then I take you through my dreams Out into the darkest morning Past the bloodfilled stream Into the garden of jane

missed you" I can feel the expansion in my chest I let go, I'm stress free, there's no worries left Runnin' so my mind travels and my eyes gloss I reminisce

And anyone who ever played a part, whoa, And wouldn't turn around and hate it! Sweet Jane! Whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane. Sweet Jane