i am your eyes

one wants to be your hair

i hope you'll take a brush to him

one wants to be your legs

i hope you do a dance on him

and one wants to be your brain

how does it feel to be insane?

and one wants to be your ears

to hear the music that you hear

but as for me

i want a window

so i can see

the runway that you fly on

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

one wants to be your lips

and feel your breath whisper

one wants to be your hips

and feel the rhythm blister

one wants to be your tongue

to know sweet from sour

and one wants to the heart

i wouldn't want to feel that power

but as for me

i want a window

so i can see

the runway that you fly on

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes

i am your eyes