Pictures of Matchstick Men Songtext
von Cracker

When I look up to the sky, I see your eyes
A funny kind of yellow
Rush home to bed, I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
See your face looking through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and

Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction now
Faded face is haunting me
Your face just won′t leave me alone


Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

You're in the sky, you′re with the sky
You make men cry, you lie
You're in the sky, you're with the sky
You make men cry

Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men

Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men