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Back to: Lyrics Beachcoma By: Blur From: For Tomorrow The point at which you looked at me Has always been part of my brain Now my mind is in a whirl And it seems I am not the same My dear and special friend There's never a point at which we end, oh no I get by and mine is mine I'm wrapped up in shiny things Blackbirds in summer time They find a low, I end up being here My dear and special friend There's never a point at which we end, oh no The point at which I looked at you Has always been part of my brain Now my mind is in a whirl And it seems I am not the same My dear and special friend There's never a point at which we end, oh no |