Do you have to get up with the faces grinning in the light
I bet that they still do
On rainy days I get the sore reminder that I shouldn't have cut deeper into you
I know you like to draw a finer line between the things that I should do and what I shouldn't tell
And though you'd never want someone who'd study you so carefully
The mist around and I could never spell
Well don't you know that I don't need recycling of the thoughts on how it could have been
It's getting harder and harder to think of the things to mention to you
But from the corner of my eyes I see you sharp enough
But could't tell what you were thinking of
My eyes they see you sharp enough
But couldn't tell what you are thinking of
If I wasn't certain that I'm running out of time
I would be listening eight days a week
I tried to be discrete not showing how it really kills me when your kiss turns from my cheek
And I heard you like to draw a finer line
Between the things that I should do and what I shouldn't tell
And though you'd never want someone who'd study you so carefully
The mist around it I could never spell
No I would never take you to any place you've been before
And wouldn't it be fair now that you're in my dreams
You'd let me be in yours
And from the corner of my eyes I saw you sharp enough
But could't tell what you were thinking of
My eyes they see you sharp enough
But couldn't tell what you are thinking, couldn't tell what you were thinking of