your eyes girl

i'm afraid that i'm never afraid

i've got combat boots

and i'm american made

for your eyes girl

mormon lover on a delicate day

gonna marry the boss

get carried away

war cries girl

i'm not immune to canadian snow

now teach me everything

that i should know

with your eyes girl

freeze on the radio

i've got to leave and more

freeze on the radio

i've got to bleed into snow

hold on

let go

we know

do you shine like a temple inside

can i open your core

so gentle and wide

like your eyes girl

rack 'em up stretch 'em out

when they're tight

this acetylene torch is giving me sight

war cries girl

black and blue from the hullabaloo

do the caribou bite

when they look into you

and your eyes girl