For Your Eyes
FLORENT BIOLCHINI, PAULINE LOPEZ DE AYORA, RUNE WESTBERG
There is something in your voice
Like something you can’t say
The things I thought I knew
You took them far away
I don’t believe in words
They dance around the truth
I’m all out of letters
And I’m in love with you
My car is running fine
It’s waiting right outside
It’s all right
I’ve got time
I don’t mind the ride
I’ll drive
A hundred miles for your eyes
Don’t tell me it’s too late
It’s only ten O 8
I thought I’d be ok
But I don’t want to wait
My car is running fine
It’s waiting right outside
It’s all right
I’ve got time
I don’t mind the ride
I’ll drive
A hundred miles for your eyes