Shapes of things before my eyes. Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise?. . Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just heard my brain. But will it seem the same?.
See the stars come fallin' down the sky. Gently passing, they kiss your tear drops dry. See the wind come, softly blow. Your hair from your face. And the rain comes falling down.
See the stars come joining down from the sky. Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry. See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head.
Shapes of things before my eyes. Just teach me to despise. Will time make man more wise. Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my brain. But will it seem the same.
Shapes of things before my eyes. They teach me to despise. Will time make man more wise?. . Here beneath my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my brain. But will it seem the same?.
Shapes Of Things before my eyes. Just teach me to dispise.. Will time make man more wise?. . Here, within my lonely frame.. My eyes just hurt my brain..
Shapes of things before my eyes. Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise?. Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just heard my brain. But will it seem the same?.
Shapes of things before my eyes,. Just help me to despise.. Will time make men more wise?. . Here, within my lonely frame,. My eyes just hurt my brain..
Darling I, I was a fool, Oh what a fool, I thought you were cool,. Now I'm a victim of things that you do,. I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love..
See the stars come joining down from the sky,. Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry.. See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head,.
Stealing stealing, mama, don't ya tell on me. I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. . Well, put your arms around me, like a circle round the sun.
Smile on me baby,. Make me feel like summer's here.. Smile on me baby,. Make me feel good when you're near.. . Prove it to me baby,. That our love is in the clear..
Shapes of things before my eyes,. Just teach me to despise.. Will time make men more wise?. Here within my lonely frame,. my eyes just heard my brain..
Shapes of things before my eyes. Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise?. . Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my brain. Will it seem the same?.
Shapes of Things (The Yardbirds). Shapes of things before my eyes,. Just teach me to despise.. Will time make men more wise?. Here within my lonely frame,.