girl with indigo eyes

the strangest thing

how the days go by

in the arms of the girl with the indigo eyes

you'll find she'll make you lose your mind

in the arms of the girl with the indigo eyes

i dream of a dream on the tip of my tongue

spokes and the wheels and the webs we've spun

looking too close

she turned me to stoned

so neither one said what the other one hoped

the wind was sweet

her kiss so dry

but the wine was bad

by the time we tried

the reds were drawn

the whites did fly

but the wine filled up in her indigo eyes

i dream of a dream on the tip of my tongue

spokes and the wheels and the webs we've spun

turning her eyes

she looked pretty stoned

so neither one said what the other one hoped

turning her eyes

she looked pretty stoned

the indigo eyes told me all i could know