Pretty Eyes

Everybody wants perspective from a hill
 but everybody's wants can't make it past the window sill
 I can see you in yourt room at night
 the pictures on your walls
 little forest scenes and high school halloweens
 but they don't come to you
 they don't come to you at all
 All houses dream in blueprints
 our house dreams so hard
 Outside you can see my shoeprints
 I've been dreaming in your yard
 One of these days these days will end
 Thru the kitchen window the light will bend
 You'll be carving a pumpkin with a knife
 when someone at the table says
 "that's not what I call a life!"
 The elephants are so ashamed of their size
 hosing down I tell them "you got pretty eyes"
 Out in the backyard I used to make like I was a cowboy
 I'd set my dog before a hoop and say "now boy, now boy!"
 When the governer's heart fails
 the state bird falls from its branch
 Icicles on hell's higher hills
 Meanwhile back home at the ranch
 I still get up early in the morning
 and I never knew a better place
 I believe the stars are the headlights of angels
 driving from heaven to save us
 to save us
 Won't you look at the sky?
 They're driving from heaven into our eyes
 and though final words are so hard to devise
 I promise that I'll always remember your pretty eyes
 your pretty eyes