Dark eyes
The face at the window is all right
He lost his way in another life
An easy mistake with the toll that it takes
In an age that's so absent of love
Inhale
You've got a million and one tales
They lean in close 'til the air's stale
Your higher cause is to reap the applause
Of a room swelling outwards with noise
Let's pretend there's nothing we can do
Let's go out into a night that's black and blue
He smiles
The man on a soap box with damp eyes
Lost in a moment that ran wild
Left with no substance in unfounded judgements that serve to point blindly at air
Let's pretend...
Dark eyes
The face at the window is all right
He lost his way in another life
An easy mistake with the toll that it takes
In an age that's so absent of love
What's in your head tonight?
Your legs are slack but your eyes are bright
We're hanging on maybes, we're betting on mights
What's in your head tonight?