Owl City - Dear Vienna Lyrics
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Dear Vienna
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What Are The Lyrics For Dear Vienna By Owl City?
I regarded the world as such a sad sight
Until I viewed it in black and white Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape And sealed the exits with caution tape Don?t refocus your eyes in the darkness And don?t remember this place unless I describe all the things that you cannot see And we?ll unravel the mystery Farewell all my friends in textbooks, ?cuz I?m going home ?Cuz my blood cells cannot depend on the weather in photographs There?s a light show out my window, somewhere way up there Dear Vienna, are you singing? Dear Vienna, are you swinging? Dear Vienna, we were happy like the shades of May when we got carried away I regarded the world as such a sad sight Until I viewed it in black and white Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape And sealed the exits with caution tape Don?t refocus your eyes in the darkness And don?t remember this place unless I describe all the things that you cannot see And we?ll unravel the mystery I was so far out of place Watching those stars in outer space 'cause I am so far from where you are There?s a light show out my window, somewhere way up there Dear Vienna, are you singing? Dear Vienna, are you swinging? Dear Vienna, we were happy like the shades of May when we got carried away |
Who Wrote Dear Vienna By Owl City?
Adam R. Young
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What's The Duration Of The Dear Vienna By Owl City?The duration of Dear Vienna is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
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