Blue water, blue eyes color me
If any could come this close, I'd let them see
Get it out again, play 'em one more song
It's all they really want, and who's to say that's wrongAin't that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess
To hideI pull myself under, and down I go again
It's just a little bit hard letting them in
Looking at the world through illusive eyes
I hide in the spotlight, its a great disguiseAin't that what you want them to know?
All they, all they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess
To hideBehind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said awayBehind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said awayBehind the melody, the words don't mean a thing
But every tone I play will give whatever I've not said awayHeyAin't that what you want them to know?
All they, all they get of you, is all they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the messAin't that what you want them to know?
All they get of you is what they get out of the show
The rest is mine, I guess the beauty and the mess, the rest, the rest is mine,
I guess the beauty and the mess, the rest, the rest is mine I guess,
I guess the beauty and the mess
To hide
Songwriters
CHRIS THILE, LUKE BULLAPublished by
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