¤ Lyrics

¤¤ Under My Umbrella ¤¤
When I close my eyes I can see for miles.
There's comfort in my dark seat and chaos in the aisles.
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around when those eyes of yours decided
So I refuse to kneel before the sights
You choose to see when I close my eyes,
I remember how to smile under my umbrella.
I'm and accomplished exile,
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color
That your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around when
Those eyes of yours decided
So I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
If this is right,
I'd rather be wrong.
If this is sight,
I'd rather be blind