Lletres: Elvis Jackson. Eyes Can Hear.

Every morning when I

Wake up tired - when my

Dreams become real

Quiet. I stuff my ears and

I close my eyes. I feel the

Worms inside my head

What's this noise which is trampling my voice

Which is trampling my voice again & again

In my mind I saw many better

Ways. So I wish that better

Days would wake me up

Someday!!

Then I'll become another (one)

Cause my eyes can hear

Eyes can hear. Eyes can hear.

I can't stop thinking about it

Every single moment of my life

I couldn't taste what is going on

In my mind I saw better days - eyes can hear ...