Blue Eyes
Looking out my window
Staring straight ahead
4:30 in the morning
Still cuddled up in bed
I'm not thinking of you
Not crying over us
Instead, my brain is focusing
On the one you now love
Blonde hair, blue eyes
Similar to me
She seems so perfect
From the photos that I've seen
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
Wondering what she's thinking
Wondering what she wants
Does she look at you and think
God, you are the one
Blonde hair, blues eyes
A beauty in my dreams
She wakes me up
In the middle of my sleep
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
Hanging up dreamcatchers
One by one
Stripping away thoughts
That I've had for months
Your blues eyes
They're telling me sweet lies
Life is looking up
Bright eyes ahead
Though, it's hard to watch you
With everything I left
Your blues eyes
They're telling me sweet lies
Blonde hair, blues eyes
Lovely as could be
Make him happy
He's the best thing, you will see
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
Staring straight ahead
4:30 in the morning
Still cuddled up in bed
I'm not thinking of you
Not crying over us
Instead, my brain is focusing
On the one you now love
Blonde hair, blue eyes
Similar to me
She seems so perfect
From the photos that I've seen
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
Wondering what she's thinking
Wondering what she wants
Does she look at you and think
God, you are the one
Blonde hair, blues eyes
A beauty in my dreams
She wakes me up
In the middle of my sleep
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
Hanging up dreamcatchers
One by one
Stripping away thoughts
That I've had for months
Your blues eyes
They're telling me sweet lies
Life is looking up
Bright eyes ahead
Though, it's hard to watch you
With everything I left
Your blues eyes
They're telling me sweet lies
Blonde hair, blues eyes
Lovely as could be
Make him happy
He's the best thing, you will see
Maybe I'm thinking too much about her
Clouded thoughts
I can't get her out of my mind
Call me mess, call me obsessed
I'm stuck in my bed
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Writer(s): Deanna Civilette
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