Under My Umbrella

Under My Umbrella
When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
There's comfort in my dark seat
And chaos in the aisles
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the
Sights you choose to see

When I close my eyes
I remember why I smile
Under my umbrella
I'm an accomplished exile
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind
La canción 'Under My Umbrella' de Incubus habla sobre la idea de tener una perspectiva única y propia en la vida, sin dejarse influenciar por los puntos de vista de los demás...