Catch My Eye

From a desk across the room she catches my eye
Says she gets nervous a lot
By a fire it’s all alright, though it’s years later

Through a window across the avenue
She folds clothes, those eyes gazing up
catch my eye

I don’t know if she knows what she’s got
Says she gets so nervous a lot
Independence dances in the distance
Too similar to meet halfway
I don’t know
It’s the end of the day

Outside a bar, with the enemy, she runs into me
Says she gets nervous a lot
By a fire it’s all alright, many years later

Through a crowd, across the sound
She dances, dazed gaze gazing up
Catch my eye

Maybe it’s still morning
Too similar to meet halfway
I don’t know, it’s the end of the day
Maybe it’s still morning
She says she gets nervous a lot