Your eyes have been a different kind of blue
I can feel the sadness when I'm touching you
it's as if lately you've been standing in sinkin sand
before you go down any deeper
let me help - take my hand
I want my baby back
I miss the way you used to laugh
I can feel the sadness when I'm touching you
it's as if lately you've been standing in sinkin sand
before you go down any deeper
let me help - take my hand
I want my baby back
I miss the way you used to laugh