Your Eyes from Scraps by Taylor Joe

There once was
A boy
who made me dream

His strong arms
Were made
To hold me

Now he's the one
I'm still
Clinging onto but
He didn't feel the same
So I tried to leave
But he wanted me to stay...

Your Eyes
Your Eyes
Your Eyes

There once was
Another boy
Who held me tight

But if I didn't call
I'd fall
Right out of his sight

Now he claimed that he loved me
When really he'd barely hear me
Singing my songs of him
But then...

Your Eyes
Your Eyes
Your Eyes
Your Eyes

Ooohhh
Trying to be a good lover
Holding back your tongue
Leaving it to others
You just ride along
Trying to be a good lover
Holding back your
Tongue...

Your Eyes
Your Eyes
Your Eyes
Your Eyes

• Acoustic
• acoustic guitar
• chill
• experimental
• folklore
• male vocalist
• queer
• romantic
• singer songwriter
• soul
• ukulele
• vocal harmonies
• Biel/Bienne