Lletres: Sanctus Real. The Face of Love. Eloquent.

I'm as eloquent, as an elephant
'Bout as headstrong as the mighty King Kong
On a rampage, throwing airplanes
I can't believe You haven't gone away, gone away

I am difficult, argumentative
'Bout as thick skulled as the dinosaur bones
On a display in a glass case
I can't believe You haven't run away, run away

It must be different through Your eyes
'Cause You look at me
Like it's the first time, the first time
You've ever seen my face

And I'm preoccupied with a crowded mind
I get off track like a train rolling back to the future
Never too sure who'll be here when I come back around
But I'm finding out

It must be different through Your eyes
'Cause You look at me
Like it's the first time, the first time
You've ever seen

And it must be different through Your eyes
'Cause You look at me
Like it's the first time, the first time
That You've ever seen my face

Would I see You the way that You see me
I don't understand how well You see me

It must be different through Your eyes
Would You look at me
Like it's the first time, the first time
That You've ever seen

And it must be different in Your eyes
Would You look at me
Like it's the first time
You've ever seen my face, my face

Would You look at me
Like it's the first time
That You've ever seen my face