Pictures Of Matchstick Men

Pictures Of Matchstick Men
When I lift you to the sky I see your eyes
A funny color yellow.
I told her that I saw my head,
Saw her face underneath my pillow.
I wake next morning, tossed a lot,
See your face outside my window.

[Chorus]
Pictures of matchstick men and you,
All I ever see is them and you.
Windows guide your reflection,
When I look at them I write them down.
Windows by the door,
Your face it just won't leave me alone.
[Chorus]
You in the sky, in the sky you make me cry,
Your eyes!