Flight 717: Going To Denmark

your bright eyes render all discussion pointless
 your bright eyes are gonna kill me for sure
 i look at you and i know that the house will come down
 because your burning eyes are bright and pure
 but there's a room for us in a red brick building
 by a bright green field in denmark
 i've got a twitch in my leg and it makes me nervous
 and i've got fifty cents in my watch pocket
 and your name beating march time in my blood
 putting pressure on the hollows of my eye sockets
 there's a room for us in a red brick building
 by a bright green field in a very old country
 my mouth is open
 so you can stuff the bright red roses in.
 'cause i feel the california sky closing in.
 there's a room for us on the third floor of a red brick building
 by a green field with a stream running through it in denmark.
 yeah!