Pictures Of Matchstick Men - Camper Van Beethoven
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Pictures Of Matchstick Men Lyrics
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 pillowI wake next morning but I'm still yawning
I see your face looking through my windowPictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
Alls I ever see is them and youWindows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction, now
They're faces haunting me
Your face just won't leave me alonePictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
Alls I ever see is them and youYou're in the sky
You're with the sky
You make men cryYou are, you're in the sky
You're with the sky
You make men cryPictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
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