When I look up to the skies I see your eyes, 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 peeping through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages 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 just won't leave me alone
Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you
You're in the sky and with the sky You make men cry, you lie You're in the sky and with the sky You make men cry, you lie…
Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick menTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
