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Close My Eyes (feat. Rhoda Goreal) Video (MV)






John Hana - Close My Eyes (feat. Rhoda Goreal) Lyrics




6 o'clock it's getting dark as far as I can tell
Bring the light to fuel the fire
Cause I need some help
6 o'clock it's getting dark I've nothing else to sell
Pick me up, I think I'm stuck
Baby, I think I fell

8 o'clock I've lost my mind
I'm trying not to yell
Wake me up, tell me it's alright
It's all inside my head
It's 12 am; just tell me when
I'll feel that spark again
Pick me up, I think I am stuck
Baby, I think I fell

There's nothing else that's left inside of me

I'll close my eyes
I'll hold what's left close to my chest and
Find my way back home
I can't let go
I need your love, to feel your touch and
Rest in your embrace
I'll try again
I have no choice but to make most of this season we're in
I won't let go of you

6 o'clock it's getting dark I've nothing else to sell
Pick me up, I think I'm stuck
Baby, I think I fell

There's nothing else that's left inside of me
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6 o'clock it's getting dark as far as I can tell
Bring the light to fuel the fire
Cause I need some help
6 o'clock it's getting dark I've nothing else to sell
Pick me up, I think I'm stuck
Baby, I think I fell

8 o'clock I've lost my mind
I'm trying not to yell
Wake me up, tell me it's alright
It's all inside my head
It's 12 am; just tell me when
I'll feel that spark again
Pick me up, I think I am stuck
Baby, I think I fell

There's nothing else that's left inside of me

I'll close my eyes
I'll hold what's left close to my chest and
Find my way back home
I can't let go
I need your love, to feel your touch and
Rest in your embrace
I'll try again
I have no choice but to make most of this season we're in
I won't let go of you

6 o'clock it's getting dark I've nothing else to sell
Pick me up, I think I'm stuck
Baby, I think I fell

There's nothing else that's left inside of me
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Writer: Christine Halim, John Hana, Rhoda Goreal
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