Stranger Eyes
Seven days, seven nights
Since my hair got cut and dyed and I've had
Seven days since I tried
To rip our chapter out my mind, I tried
And his laugh is just as soft as yours
Smiling just as wide
He could be what I like
And his voice is just as dark as yours
Freckles just as light
Could be what I desire
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Seven nights, seven days
Since I called you my mistake
Still I call you everyday
Then I drink my shame away
And his laugh is just as soft as yours
Smiling just as wide
He could be what I like
And his voice is just as dark as yours
Freckles just as light
Could be what I desire
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Since my hair got cut and dyed and I've had
Seven days since I tried
To rip our chapter out my mind, I tried
And his laugh is just as soft as yours
Smiling just as wide
He could be what I like
And his voice is just as dark as yours
Freckles just as light
Could be what I desire
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Seven nights, seven days
Since I called you my mistake
Still I call you everyday
Then I drink my shame away
And his laugh is just as soft as yours
Smiling just as wide
He could be what I like
And his voice is just as dark as yours
Freckles just as light
Could be what I desire
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Still feels like my hands are tied, hands are tied, hands are tied
Cause he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
And he could be what I like, what I like, what I like
But he's got those stranger eyes, stranger eyes, stranger eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Taisia Lukashova, Valdemar Littauer Bendixen, Villads Littauer Bendixen
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