Lovers’ Eyes Songtext
von Mumford & Sons
Lovers’ Eyes Songtext
Love was kind, for a time
Now just aches and it makes me blind
This mirror holds my eyes too bright
I can′t see the others in my life
Were we too young? Our heads too strong
To bear the weight of these lover's eyes
′Cause I feel numb, beneath your tongue
'Neath the curse of these lover's eyes
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
′Neath the curse of my lover′s eyes
There's no drink or drug I tried
To rid the curse of these lover′s eyes
And I feel numb, beneath your tongue
Your strength just makes me feel less strong
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
'Neath the curse of my lover′s eyes
And I'll walk slow, I′ll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, I′ll be on my way
And I′ll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way
And I′ll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, I′ll be on my way
Ha-aa-aa, Ha-aa-aa
Aa-aa
Ha-aa-aa, Ha-aa-aa
Aa-aa
Now just aches and it makes me blind
This mirror holds my eyes too bright
I can′t see the others in my life
Were we too young? Our heads too strong
To bear the weight of these lover's eyes
′Cause I feel numb, beneath your tongue
'Neath the curse of these lover's eyes
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
′Neath the curse of my lover′s eyes
There's no drink or drug I tried
To rid the curse of these lover′s eyes
And I feel numb, beneath your tongue
Your strength just makes me feel less strong
But do not ask the price I pay
I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head
That run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord, forget all of my sins
Oh, let me die where I lie
'Neath the curse of my lover′s eyes
And I'll walk slow, I′ll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, I′ll be on my way
And I′ll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way
And I′ll walk slow, I'll walk slow
Take my hand, I′ll be on my way
Ha-aa-aa, Ha-aa-aa
Aa-aa
Ha-aa-aa, Ha-aa-aa
Aa-aa
Writer(s): Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford, Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall, Benjamin Walter David Lovett, Edward James Milton Dwane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com