i thought you and i had it...magic i thought wrong. you can't change my opinion with the way you sing your song green eyes, take me down drowning in blue skies... he didn't tell me it was going to feel like that stole my heart, never gave it back. the weary drum comes through the floor my eyes are focused on this door cold lights, city nights i don't want to think of you. what do i do? you speak of the world all these boys and girls the paths they chase, decisions they make be the one to prove me wrong come back again and sing your song