Текст (слова) песни: Camper Van Beethoven - Pictures of Matchstick Men
When I look up to the sky I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow Rush home to bed, I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning, I`m still yawning I see your face looking through my window Pictures of matchstick men and you Images of matchstick men and you Alls I ever see is them and you Windows echo your reflection When I look in their direction, now There`re faces haunting me Your face just won`t leave me alone Pictures of matchstick men and you Images of matchstick men and you Alls I ever see is them and you You`re in the sky You`re with the sky You make men cry You are, you`re in the sky You`re with the sky You make men cry Pictures of matchstick men . . .
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