Из альбома: The Story of Them
Fill me my cup
And I'll drink your sparkling wine
Pretending everything is fine
'Till I see your sad eyes
Throw me a kiss
Across a crowded room
Some sunny wind-swept afternoon
Is none too soon for me to miss
My sad eyes
Whoa my sad eyes
Are glad eyes, but you my sad eyes
Fortunate and free
And there go you and I
Between the under sky
But who are you and I
To wonder why we do so?
My sad eyes
Lonely
Oh what a story
The moon and all it's glory
This time I sing it everthing
For you my sad eyes
You better fill me my cup
And I'll drink your sparklin' wine
Pretendin' everything is fine
'Till I see your sad eyes
Whoa, my sad eyes
Are glad eyes
Is what you, my sad eyes
Lonely, sad eyes
Ooo