Mark Sandman Lyrics
"Justine"
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Smoke in the distance
Maybe meant to be a sign
Maybe it's just your way of tryin sayin goodbye
The room was tippin over but
But my mind was standing still
There was sunshine drippin off the window sill
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, Justine
I looked it up in the dictionary,
In the dictionary of dreams
The room was tippin over, on page 63
The red expect a miracle, garaunteed to please
And all the indicators, point to you, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June, Justine
I had to take the train
The rain was flooding Amsterdam
And then there was an avalanche
That covered half of France
Back at Central Station
There emerged a submarine
The captain tipped her hat at me
It was you, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June, Justine
The room was tippin over
But my mind was standin still
There was sunshine drippin off the window sill
So much has happened to me lately in my sleep
Now I know in June, you'll be here, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
Maybe meant to be a sign
Maybe it's just your way of tryin sayin goodbye
The room was tippin over but
But my mind was standing still
There was sunshine drippin off the window sill
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, pretty baby
In June, Justine
I looked it up in the dictionary,
In the dictionary of dreams
The room was tippin over, on page 63
The red expect a miracle, garaunteed to please
And all the indicators, point to you, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June, Justine
I had to take the train
The rain was flooding Amsterdam
And then there was an avalanche
That covered half of France
Back at Central Station
There emerged a submarine
The captain tipped her hat at me
It was you, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June, Justine
The room was tippin over
But my mind was standin still
There was sunshine drippin off the window sill
So much has happened to me lately in my sleep
Now I know in June, you'll be here, Justine
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
Thats what it takes to make the clouds
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June pretty baby
In June