Your eyes, heavy, rapt-like, for another
And I had waited just outside for you
To take you in my arms, home, together
Unaware that your look would make me brood
I must have been a fool to have believed
That you had kept only those looks for me
And now the landscape of our future
Begins to look ever more bleak
And I had waited just outside for you
To take you in my arms, home, together
Unaware that your look would make me brood
I must have been a fool to have believed
That you had kept only those looks for me
And now the landscape of our future
Begins to look ever more bleak