Eyes without face (les yeux sans visage)
got no humam grace
you're eyes without a face
i spend so much time
believing all the liesto keep the dream alive
now it makes me sad
it makes me mad truth for loving what was you
When you hear the music, you make a dip
into someone else's pocket, then make a slip
steal a car and go to Las Vegas
ohhhh the gigolo pool
hanging out by the state line
turning holy water into wine
drinking it down, oooh, oooh
i'm on bus on a psychodelic trip
reading murder books
trying to stay hip
i'm thinking of you
you're out there of you
say your players (3 x)
Now all i can do
is love what was once
so alive and new
but it's gone from your eyes
i'd better realize