"With Those Eyes" lyrics

You wonder why you can make them cry
When you get your words in edge-wise
And why they so easily forgive what you did
Well it don't come down to circumstance

It's those eyes
You could turn cynics to sycophants
With those eyes

You press your face up against the glass
You rally for all your class
You battle prejudice with pride
But you can't hide
That it don't come down to rank or birth

It's those eyes
You could charm your way out of a hearse
With those eyes

Tell me what you want to contemplate
To turn your gaze on me
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I'll make it trouble-free

Can't get to sleep 'cause you got away
With everything again today
And do I see something hollow there?
Are you aware
That it could be cloudy, could be clear

With those eyes
Did you counteract your conscience, dear?
With those eyes

Well it don't come down to circumstance
With those eyes
You could turn cynics to sycophants
With those eyes
You could turn cynics to sycophants
With those eyes

Tell me what you want to contemplate
To turn your gaze on me
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I'll make it trouble-free
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
I'll make it trouble-free