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Texty: Jamey Johnson. The Guitar Song. Cover Your Eyes.

I'm sorry a phone call
Is the best I could do at this time
You're busy

But this on again, off again
It's starting to mess with my mind
So baby

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I won't ever
Cross your mind

Cover your eyes
If you don't see me goin'
There's no way of knowin'
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes

Darling, if you wake up tomorrow
And everything seems
Different

If I only exist as a name
On your telephone screen
Well, hey, listen

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I won't ever
Cross your mind

Cover your eyes
If you don't see me goin'
There's no way of knowin'
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I won't ever
Cross your mind

Cover your eyes
If you don't see me goin'
There's no way of knowin'
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes