Four Eyes
weaping willow tired and dyin
arms hang heavy wet with rai
it's days like this on
that get me thinkin
about how good its never bee
and at onc
everything was clea
what i'm doing her
and everything that's m
whe
i saw you standin
and without speakin
you told m
that you'd love m
foreve
is this my life in this pictur
or is there something i have misse
empty cobwebs in my corner
even spiders can't live like thi
and at on
everything was clea
what i'm doing her
and everything i a
whe
i saw you standin
and without speakin
you told m
that you'd love m
foreve
with your eye
in the same instanc
insane as it seem
i knew it was goo
right awa
all that it took was a glanc
from your eyes