Bluest eyes I've seen,
they're my night time.
Ones that hold me tight,
where I'm confined.
It is my breath.
It is my death.
If I wanted limbo,
I guess it's alright, if it's either or.
...Unless the sky falls down on me...
Bluest eyes I've seen,
they're my night time.
Ones that hold me tight,
where I'm confined.
It is my breath.
It is my death.
If I wanted limbo,
I guess it's alright, if it's either or.
...Unless the sky falls down on me...