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Are There Stars in my Eyes?

You dont care

 

You don’t care

 

All I say

 

Well the wind is lost in your hair

 

And green eyes

 

Oh those green eyes

 

They match the sea on Sundays, right before the suns down

 

And right after we leave.

 

But your face shape,

 

Is somewhere between scared and

 

Heart shaped.

 

Or mostly just lost.

 

Stare too far out at the sun, without looking away

 

I tell you you’ll go blind some day,

 

You dont care

 

You don’t care.

 

While the wind whips your hair,

 

We speed in the brisk air,

 

Underneath all those big stars

 

Too far away to blind you

 

If I just signed you away

 

I know you’d float up with lost toys

 

And helium balloons

 

Up in heaven, or in starts shaped like sprinkles

 

You’d float there

 

Wait ‘till your bright enough

 

That i see you from my porch at night

 

Way up, lost in that big sky.

 

Just like you are down here.

 

But still i look in those green eyes,

 

Underneath the city’s brown skies,

 

Am i your anchor,

 

Am i enough,

 

So that you’ll to stay here?

 

Please don’t float away.

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Oct 20, 2015
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