Camper Van Beethoven - Pictures of Matchstick Men lyrics

rate me

When I look up to the sky

I see your eyesa funny kind of yellow

Rush home to bedI soak my head

I see your face underneath my pillow

I wake next morningI'm still yawning

I see your face looking through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you

Images of matchstick men and you

Alls I ever see is them and you

Windows echo your reflection

When I look in their directionnow

There're faces haunting me

Your face just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchstick men and you

Images of matchstick men and you

Alls I ever see is them and you

You're in the sky

You're with the sky

You make men cry

You areyou're in the sky

You're with the sky

You make men cry

Pictures of matchstick men . . .