Blue Eyes Of A Millionaire

Shyness hanging like a wendy
 Bad clothes keep you in the village hall
 Sunday nothing for the rest of us
 Sunday listen to your spirits soar
 Thank you thank you for the holiday
 We talk sometimes in a quiet world
 Three years taking all the scenery
 Black walls cloudy as a sea of gulls
 Let the summer go
 Let tomorrow take care of itself
 If you believe like you tell me so
 Hand in hand your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul
 Stage scope falling like a summer end
 Trees strip wrap yourself in color brown
 Some dead's underneath the capricorn
 Bell rings summer need to feeling warm
 Mornings must have thought about you
 All night reach out with a single call
 Not my place to be your confidante
 I just thought I'd catch you as you fall
 Let the summer go
 Let tomorrow take care of itself
 If you believe like you tell me so
 Hand in hand your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul
 Goodness glowing like a firefly
 Cheap bones blue eyes of a millionaire