Pictures Of Matchstick Men lyrics

When I look up to the skies

I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow

I rush home to bed I soak my head

I see your face underneath my pillow

I wake next morning tired still yawning

See your face come peaking through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you

Mirages of matchstick men and you

All I ever see is them and you

When I look up to the skies

I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow

I wake next morning tired still yawning

See your face come peaking through my window

Pictures of matchstick men, pictures of matchstick men

Windows echo your reflection

When I look in their direction now

The faces are hurting me

Your face it just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchstick men and you

Mirages of matchstick men and you

All I ever see is them and you

You're in the sky, you with this guy, you make men cry, you lie

You're in the sky, you with this guy, you make men cry, you lie

Pictures of matchstick men, pictures of matchstick men

Pictures of matchstick men, pictures of matchstick men and you

And you!

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