I’m watching a girl on TV,
She’s got very sharp eyes,
She laughs and pretends all is well,
Rest is just surprise.
And I’m thinking about my love,
Her weight is on my mind.
Too deep beneath the surface,
She’s hurt but far, far too kind.
I went to her house,
She led me in through the door,
The boy is now a man,
But you’re not the one I’m looking for…
Down by the fire,
I’m warming up my bones.
Still don’t know which way to slide,
Should I stay here or go alone?
Pictures in my head,
Voices at my door.
The boy is now a man,
But you’re not the one you’re looking for…
She’s got very sharp eyes,
She laughs and pretends all is well,
Rest is just surprise.
And I’m thinking about my love,
Her weight is on my mind.
Too deep beneath the surface,
She’s hurt but far, far too kind.
I went to her house,
She led me in through the door,
The boy is now a man,
But you’re not the one I’m looking for…
Down by the fire,
I’m warming up my bones.
Still don’t know which way to slide,
Should I stay here or go alone?
Pictures in my head,
Voices at my door.
The boy is now a man,
But you’re not the one you’re looking for…
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