promise in your eyes Ever stop burning up so bright Sunlight in your hair Those who live are those who dare I'm coming back For you Beneath the blue
burnholes in my fingers that could not ease your pain Or was it me who killed the blue inside your eyes? When silence grew behind our shadows on the wall
seen Through his eyes as blue as the sea, as blue as the sky As blue as me the day I left you behind As blue as the sea, as blue as the sky As blue as
I just like gettinh leathered Looking for the light the light behind your eyes Bevan, he drops stones from heaven L O R D for ever And the love, the love behind your eyes
me without anything Suddenly I was free You shot me in front of everything Now your all I need Blue shadows behind your eyes I wonder who you disguise Through windows behind the sky I wonder who
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there
the gypsy the other night She looked in my palm looked me in the eye Said you're a lucky man Some folks got fortune some got eyes of blue What you got
real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength in your stride And hope in those squeaky clean eyes
walk away We don't have tomorrow But we had yesterday Hey, wasn't it me who said That nothin' good's gonna last forever And wasn't it me who said Let
They're expecting her And she's got work to do He helplessly stands by It's meaningless to try As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes He says "I've never seen
from your eyes with a thought to stiffin brooding lies And I'll only watch you leave me further behind And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the
tryin' to cross me Whisper this and that behind my back and let me softly But my skin's thick, that nonsense doesn't hurt I'm bout' to be major before I leave earth (Earth) These eyes
the Jogger Okay, okay. Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham The man behind the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton. Who soon
., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you