With Those Eyes

you wonder why you can make them cry

you get your words in and you ask

why they so easily forgive

what you did

well it don't come down to circumstance

it's those eyes

you could turn cynics to sycophants

with those eyes

you press your face up against the glass

and rally from your class

you battle prejudice with pride

but you can't hide

that it don't come down to rank or birth

it's those eyes

you could charm your way out of a hearse

with those eyes

tell me what you want to contemplate

to turn your gaze on me

tell me what you want

tell me what you need

i'll make it trouble free

can't get to sleep 'cause you got away

with everything again today

and do i see something hollow there?

are you aware

that it could be cloudy, could be clear

with those eyes

did you cataract your conscience, dear

with those eyes

well it don't come down to circumstance

with those eyes

you could forge from cynics, sycophants

with those eyes

you could turn cynics to sycophants

with those eyes

tell me what you want to contemplate

to turn your gaze on me

tell me what you want

tell me what you need

i'll make it trouble free

tell me what you want

tell me what you need

i'll make it trouble free