Sundays Your Eyes текст песни, слова песни Your Eyes Sundays
Sundays - Your Eyes
two worlds collide we bury them
weЎЇre far too drunk to see these things as they are
you painted me and I sat quite still
a tiny room in Notting Hill
it was far too dark to look at things as they are
IЎЇve seen the light vanish out of your eyes
(aah oh no, from your eyes, aah oh)
so goodbye
you tell me now IЎЇm young and wild
you spare the rod and you spoil the child
IЎЇd love to stay but I think IЎЇm off to Japan anyway
IЎЇve seen the light vanish out of your eyes
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