All eyes
CastanedaA touch of grey from which we're made
Like black and white when mixed will gather
From the life i tried to save
The perfect life you tried to fake
Now she won't call me, call me
Hold me tight
She never cried
She never cries
She sent me out
With her and only
She called it love
She just loves to see my sorry eyes
With her eyes only now
I'd love not to be found
I can't wait to see her sorry eyes
She said that love, love, love is just a pretty word for pain
The part of tears that turn to rain
With big brown eyes come fragile
Lies that make your words all sound the same
You know, you know, you know, I know
Why you wont call me, call me
Hold me tight
She never cried
She never cries
She sent me out
With her eyes only
She called it love
She just loves to see my sorry eyes
With her eyes only now
I'd love not to be found
I cant wait to see her sorry eyes
she said that love, love, love is just a color in the shade
a touch of grey from which we're made
with big brown eyes come fragile
Lies that make your words all sound the same
You know, you know, you know, i know
Why you wont call me, call me, hold me tight
She never cried
She never cries
She sent me out
With her eyes only
She called it love
She just loves to see my sorry eyes
With her eyes only now
I'd love not to be found
I cant wait to see her sorry eyes