Pictures Of Matchstick
Men
When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes
In a
funny kind of yellow
I 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 come peering
Thro' my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is
them and you
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their
direction gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face it 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 in the sky with this
guy
You make me cry, you lie
Pictures of matchstick men