Текст песни Pictures Of Matchstick Men

(from the Howard Stern's Private Parts Movie Soundtrack) When I look up to the sky I see your eyes In a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed, I soak my head I see your face Underneath my pillow I wake next morning Tired still yawning See your face come peering Thro' my window Pictures of matchsick men and you Images of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you Windows echo your reflection When I look in their direction gone When will this haunting stop Your face it just won't leave me alone Pictures of matchsick men and you Images of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you You in the sky with this guy You make me cry, you lie