There were a thousand suns that burned,
In the city of my eyes.
But I couldn't hold on to her
It's a matter of fact, It's a matter of fact.
(Chorus)
But I can taste your lipstick slowly melt away
And I don't wanna miss it
Oh Oh
Bright lights and broken crosses
Count our wins, forget our losses
Open up our eyes, won't look back again
Open up our eyes...
I heard a thousand promises, but hardly a warning
I think I spend more time on the ground, than on two feet walking
(Chorus)
I wanna feel something
I wanna feel something real
I wanna feel something now
(x2)
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
(Chorus)
Fly down the interstate
Passing all the cars, all the pretty faces
Open up our eyes, won't look back again
Open up our eyes...
I wanna feel something
I wanna feel something real
I wanna feel something now
Come on, come on, come on, come on
(x4)
Artist: Pink Floyd
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