Eloise

Eloise you see the city, you watch the birds fly
Wonder when you can escape at night

Do you dream
Eloise what do you see
You pick the flowers so delicately

Eloise, Eloise
I'll write this silly little song for you
Eloise, Eloise
Can't you see that the skies not always blue

What comes to mind
All that anger for why
See things at night but to scared to cry

Is everyone playing a cruel joke on me
My hand is bleeding,like a flower I'm wilting

Every year the colors fade, my mind makes me ashamed
Oh eloise when will you grow up to see

Eloise, Eloise
I'll write this silly little song for you
Eloise, Eloise
Can you see that the skies not always blue
Eloise, Eloise
Ill write this silly little song for you
Eloise, Eloise
Can't you see that the skies not always blue



Credits
Writer(s): Penelope Grace
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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