Monday Morning These Eyes
Well you've been the one to reach inside
and find me trying, dying for another try
and I've been the one to fail as I
wish I could love you with a love divine
could you want me
could you need me
could you love me maybe...
these eyes see our crimes
as we fall into pieces
mending, pretending we're fine
can't we try just to love each other
now and all of our lives
so erase all the pain, say we're the same
keep playing a game we've trained ourselves to play
and we lie to ourselves like love's a pastime
and wonder why we sleep beside
the tears we cry
mending pretending we're fine
mending pretending we're fine
and everyone's alright...
can't keep pretending we're fine
can't keep pretending we're fine
it's not alright
