Bright eyes reflect the morning sun She wakes so lost for love So scared she'll never find someone So scared she'll never be in love
One piece of paper, fifteen words She writes in perfect hand You give ‘em till you've given up And you are sure to find the perfect man
Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da
That smile, sketched and painted All the hurt so wared and faded Search for love, she sat and waited Tried her hardest to forsake me Is she an angel or a fly pod to close to a plane? Either way her wings will burn Unless she learns to turn and fly away
Oh no, we're here again Oh no, we're here again
Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh
Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da Ba-da-da-da
One piece of paper can be heavier then any weight With words that hold their heavy heart A map that seems to keeps her in both place That's how she walks the world And how the world walks over her She gives until she's given up She gives up all the love that she deserves
Ooh-Ooh no, we're here again So close, so near the end We don't and we pretend But we know