Till You Caught My Eye Songtext
von Charlie Peacock

Father was a teacher of harmony,
Plays the horn like Mr. Beiderbecke,
Looking for his nod, seeking out his favour,
None of it was working,
None of it was working,
The world had been selling me a lie,
The world had been selling me a lie.

I was ready to hit the walls again, ′til you caught my eye,
'Til you caught my eye, ′til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye.


Torn between the chord and the melody,
Tested by the method and the muse,
Looking for my due, guessing where it was,
None of it was working,
None of it was working,
The world had been selling me a lie,
The world had been selling me a lie.

I was ready to hit the walls again, 'til you caught my eye,
′Til you caught my eye, ′til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye.

It started out so innocent, was resting in my confidence,
Knew that I was everything: a man of hats, the king of swing,
Groove was tight, it always clicked,
The snare was popping, the bass had kicked a hole inside my heart that night,
I took a drink and sat upright,
The world had been selling me a lie,
The world had been selling me a lie.

I was ready to hit the walls again, ′til you caught my eye,
'Til you caught my eye, ′til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye,
′Til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye, 'til you caught my eye.