I dream about them dark eyes
And when I do I cant open my eyes
Those childish, deep brown eyes
I wish that I could look right into your eyes
They say you made some noise in every room,
You told the boys that theyd be over soon uh oh oh
You talked back, looked mad, at every word that they said
Oh and you
Sat back, bumped that track, and rocked your head
I dream about them dark eyes
And when I do I cant open my eyes
Those childish, hazel eyes
I wish that I could look right into your eyes
Your mood changed every day no more like every hour
Thats ok, that wont change that youre my sweet and sour
You fold those arms up like a pouting baby, hey-ey
But when Im in em I will listen to your pointless day-ay
I dream about them dark eyes
And when I do I cant open my eyes
Those childish, deep brown eyes
I wish that I could look right into your eyes
Yes you told me that Id be soon be over
On your phone youve got my number written over
But those eyes cannot lie
I know you wanted to love me
Oh since you left
I dreamt about them dark eyes
And when I did I couldnt open my eyes
Those childish, deep brown eyes
I wish that I could look into your eyes right now
















Comments
This is nice, though. I wish I could hear it though.
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"...but I believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angles of personality, the riddle of a soul."
-Mark Z. Danielewski
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