There’s still some of you
Still here with me
Don’t make a sound
Just let me be

Not brown and not green
So endless they seem
I’m so paralyzed
You know what I mean

More than a picture
To satisfy
More than a picture

To see your eyes
To see your eyes

I write you a letter, every day
I cant wait to hear, What you will say
Patiently waiting
Is so frustrating

I sleep in my bed
With mountains of sheets
The whole time pretending
But I cant make-believe

I need more than a picture
To satisfy
More than a picture

To see your eyes
To see your eyes
To see your eyes
To see your eyes

And Being away
Is taking its toll
But I’m not giving in
Not letting it show

Ill stay in my room
Writing to you
And ill be dreaming about

Your eyes
About Your eyes
About Your eyes
About your eyes

I write you a letter
Every day
I cant wait to hear
What you will say