Your Eyes Songtext
von Bombay Bicycle Club

Nod my head so dumb with love
There′s something else I'm dreaming of
Shut my eyes, pretend it′s there
Keep me here, unaware
I would promise all I could
Think about it afterward
Humor me, just think it through
It's all I ever asked of you

Coming back, coming back
Coming back, coming back

You come out and say the word
Quick how all the tables turned
Hate that there's a space to fill
Always have and always will
I′m there when your fingers snap
It′s not where we left it at
I can see the love we trapped coming back


Along the barren streets we slide
Poke at any dirt we find
Magnify for us to see
Then dig them up desperately
I would promise all I could
Think about it afterward
Humor me, just think it through
It's all I ever asked of you

Coming back, coming back
Coming back, coming back

You come out and say the word
Quick how all the tables turned
Hate that there′s a space to fill
Always have and always will
I'm there when your fingers snap
It′s not where we left it at
I can see the love we trapped coming back, coming back


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