The Peacocks
The window looked out onto a pattern never-ending
A flower and trees and little pathways far descending
To the garden far below us
The pavilions in the sunlight
Where the peacocks proudly grace the scene
The vision a timeless place another way of living
You moved in so close I really thought that you were giving
I allowed myself a moment to believe that you could leave me
To reflect upon what might have been
The summer sky I saw reflected in the color of your eyes
But somehow I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I'm drowning now I'm slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green
Where what you are is never seen
How can anybody know you?
The summer sky I saw reflected in the color of your eyes
But somehow I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I'm drowning now I'm slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green
Where what you are is never seen
How can anybody know you?
I still hear the ringing of the church bells in the morning
The peacocks still calling out their sad and bitter warning
Take a final look around you
Hold the memory forever
Find a quiet place inside where
Where you can listen to the things your heart is saying
Beauty's only an illusion
Here your truth is an intrusion
A mirage is all it's ever been
A flower and trees and little pathways far descending
To the garden far below us
The pavilions in the sunlight
Where the peacocks proudly grace the scene
The vision a timeless place another way of living
You moved in so close I really thought that you were giving
I allowed myself a moment to believe that you could leave me
To reflect upon what might have been
The summer sky I saw reflected in the color of your eyes
But somehow I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I'm drowning now I'm slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green
Where what you are is never seen
How can anybody know you?
The summer sky I saw reflected in the color of your eyes
But somehow I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I'm drowning now I'm slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green
Where what you are is never seen
How can anybody know you?
I still hear the ringing of the church bells in the morning
The peacocks still calling out their sad and bitter warning
Take a final look around you
Hold the memory forever
Find a quiet place inside where
Where you can listen to the things your heart is saying
Beauty's only an illusion
Here your truth is an intrusion
A mirage is all it's ever been
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Writer(s): Jimmy Rowles
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