"Eyes+" lyrics

"Eyes+"

Our words have gone mute
Define them all
Now I'm searching for somewhere
Lay down in the middle of the street
On a cloudy night
Coulda called
But I'm going to be waiting for it
We don't need another reason
To live this life
But I can't stop searching for
With these unfeeling eyes

Somewhere I belong in this meaningless life
That's not true
Okay, let us see
How, how it goes I will wait till
The sun burns out
Can't find what I'm looking for

Our words have gone mute
Define them all
Now I'm searching for somewhere
Lay down in the middle of the street
On a cloudy night
Coulda called
But I'm going to be waiting for it
We don't need another reason
To live this life
But I can't stop searching for
With these unfeeling eyes

Our words have gone mute
Define them all
Now I'm searching for somewhere
Lay down in the middle of the street
On a cloudy night
Coulda called
But I'm going to be waiting for it

Somewhere I belong in this meaningless life
That's not true
Okay, let us see
How, how it goes I will wait till
The sun burns out
Can't find what I'm looking for


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