Peering Through

We patrolled supermarkets by mid spring
It was all whispers no one said a thing
In the idyllic gloom of a rusty bouquet
We wilted the summer months away

She's always peering through binoculars
Don't cry to me when you don't like what you find
Grass ain't always greener baby
There's not always peace of mind

How many rights make a wrong
Caught up so high in the wailing
Everyone sings along
And there you are you are so true
With your perfect smile
How I wish that all the words I spoke
Were worth the while

She's always peering through binoculars
Don't cry to me when you don't like what you find
Grass ain't always greener babe
And there ain't always peace of mind



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Henderson
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