Eyes Of A Stranger
Sting
Beautiful building
burning on 14th street
eyes of a stranger
sleeping through August heat
We could be lovers
we could even be friends
holding each other
haking the heroes end
My eyes have seen them
Everything's perfect
there's not a cloud in the sky
knife in the water
everything passing us by
We could be lovers
building a perfect wall
holding each other
taking the beautiful fall
My eyes have seen them
