Crystal Eyes Songtext
von Michael Angelaux
Crystal Eyes Songtext
You knew just what you said
And all the promises that you made me
A rule for you to bend
A martyr in the making
Unfortunate situations
Follow you into your bed
And now you′re sleeping with the enemy
Not the voice in your head
Your crystal eyes don't see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
If only I could be submissive
Would you treat me like a king
If only I had the power
The looks, the wealth, if I could sing
If I could be the only one you look for
In a crowded room, could you see my face
Don′t let me sleep for one more day
Your crystal eyes don't see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It′s the violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold my dream
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It's violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold the dream
Your crystal eyes don′t see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It's the violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold my dream
And all the promises that you made me
A rule for you to bend
A martyr in the making
Unfortunate situations
Follow you into your bed
And now you′re sleeping with the enemy
Not the voice in your head
Your crystal eyes don't see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
If only I could be submissive
Would you treat me like a king
If only I had the power
The looks, the wealth, if I could sing
If I could be the only one you look for
In a crowded room, could you see my face
Don′t let me sleep for one more day
Your crystal eyes don't see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It′s the violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold my dream
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It's violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold the dream
Your crystal eyes don′t see too much
And your idle hands are cold to touch
And loving arms are all you long to feel
It's not my thing, it′s not my fault
It's the violence, a vicious assault
And bloodied are the hands that hold my dream
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