Sugar Eyes

We don't talk on the phone anymore
We don't kiss in your room anymore

Haven't seen ya since
Sunday

Sunday mornings are always boring

Not like saturday
and sadder days

I dig the ocean,
south Ontario

I'd rather be there than here
cause noone here
smiles anymore

Watcha feeling?
I'm feeling fine.
Thinking about ya sweetie.
All the time.

But if it's over. That's cool with me.
Can't ask for anything more than
those candy park memories.

But noone here smiles anymore.

One small problem:
I can't leave you.
I still love you.
Sugar eyes
Hazel eyes.

I can't leave you.