The Naitch
12-14-2004, 07:56 PM
Late at night, the big old house gets lonely.
I guess every form of refuge has it's price.
And it breaks her heart to think her love is only,
given to a man with hands as cold as ice.
So she tells him she must go out for the evening,
to comfort an old friend who's feeling down.
But he knows where she's going and she's leaving,
she is heading for the cheating side of town
CHORUS:
You can't hide your lying eyes,
And your smile is a thin disguise.
I thought by now, you'd realize,
There ain't no way to hide your lying eyes...
----
It's on the tip of my tongue. It's a classic.
I guess every form of refuge has it's price.
And it breaks her heart to think her love is only,
given to a man with hands as cold as ice.
So she tells him she must go out for the evening,
to comfort an old friend who's feeling down.
But he knows where she's going and she's leaving,
she is heading for the cheating side of town
CHORUS:
You can't hide your lying eyes,
And your smile is a thin disguise.
I thought by now, you'd realize,
There ain't no way to hide your lying eyes...
----
It's on the tip of my tongue. It's a classic.