Žodžiai dainai: John K. Samson. Other. Greenest Eyes.

Waking up each morning with confusion in my eyes

Wind is biting through to wave hello

See in my reflection an exterior of lies

Hope this shaky feeling doesn't show



As if I have to tell you, there was little left to say

It was stilted conversation colored blue

You were sitting down and you got up to walk away

Tried to stay but I was right behind you



I was right behind you



Tension in the stare I cannot bear

So close to helpless as the songs I sing

Inside me ring

Final words are boring, never touching

Oh you whispered something in my ear

I could not hear you



Girls with the greenest eyes

The first time you have kissed

Our quiet softest sighs

A song for all those who shot and missed



Waking up each morning to a multitude of ties

People always have to change and grow

Seeing my reflection in your sullen, infected eyes

Makes me wonder if you'll ever know



Tried to change relationship with words gray and bland

Words that never seem to rest or rhyme

Turned around and still I hope you try to understand

I was right behind you every time



I was right behind you



Tension in the stare I cannot bear

So close to helpless as the songs I sing

Inside me ring

Final words are boring, never touching

Oh you whispered something in my ear

I could not hear you



Girls with the greenest eyes

The first time you have kissed

Our quiet softest sighs

A song for all those who shot and missed