When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes
A funny kind of yellow
Rush home to bed
I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning
I'm still yawning
I see your face looking through my windowPictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All's I ever see is them and youWindows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction now
There your face is haunting me
Your face just won't leave me alonePictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All's I ever see is them and you
You're in the sky
You're with the sky
You make men cry
You are, you're in the sky
You're with the sky
You make men cry
Songwriters
ROSSI, FRANCIS DOMINIC NICHOLASPublished by
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