Lazy Eye

There's a lazy eye that looks at you

And sees you, the same as before

When you lay beside me every night

Though now you are with me, no more

I can still see the hem of your dress

And the comb as it's parting your hair

And the person I held is still there in my

Lazy eye that looks at you

And sees you the same as before

I can still see the hem of your dress

And the comb as it's parting your hair

And the person I held is still there in my

Lazy eye that looks at you

And sees you the same as before