When my eyes
Waitress on skates, in trainin'They dart to call it dreamingImages present themselves to meSeeds are ripe for reapin'I continue sleepin'You're everything you ever wanted to beAnd nothing here is changingNo messy rearrangingCause every set of ficus stays the sameSinatra's always singingAnd you do all the clingingAnd someone else accepts my placeWhatever my imagination throwsSo rugged, growing roseWhen my eyes do closeWhen my eyes do closeWhen they close
Turn and face my ceilingDeep in all the feelingInhibitions turn to dust and fly awayStop my eyelids flickeringWith your petty bickeringBut this I must say,What I got to sayI hear my girl Dinah's playin'And tree branches start swayin'Run over and sit right by the roofAnd I see the lips are growingLittle buds are showingReach out a handAnd bite into the fruitWhatever my imagination throwsSo rugged, growing roseWhen my eyes do closeWhen my eyes do closeWhen they close
Nothin' such a scrutinyVoiding purple mutualYou are loving beautifullyAnd it's fragrant beautifullyColorful and monochromeAmy Winehouse aloneFar away from ringing phone at homeI turn to stone, turn to stoneAnd all the thoughts are staticYeah, my singing is automaticAnd I wish that I could sell it in my every urge you tell herCause I can sense no dangerI am the lone rangerThrough the desert in a yellow caddyWith a black haired blue eyed strangerWhite dress outside dryingI've been fear for flyingI overtake Montgomery in skills, yeahNever been more daringKitten heels I'm wearingReality a blow that sometimes kills
When I drop it lyricallyWorlds evolve genericallyAnd I don't ever need to collapse in tearsAnd I could curse your timingThunderously mimingAnd I feel young beyond my years
Whatever my imagination throwsSo rugged, growing roseWhen my eyes do closeWhen my eyes do closeWhen they close....