Mary Macgregor — In Your Eyes

In your eyes, I go flying In your lies, I see you hiding Some things are worth the denying Others known worth never trying Berries in your pockets and a dream for everyday We'll greet the people that we meet along the way Watch the sun falling in the sea People laughing, crying needlessly Unspin the web of is and ought to be I hear you're looking 'round, just like me You play the fiddle and I'll the beat the drum We'll dance a crooked path for those who wanna come Oh, dance it out! Hold my hand and I'll hold his We can form a circle just like this Throw your colors to the morning mist Trying hard to talk, we can sing like this You play the fiddle and I'll the beat the drum We'll dance a crooked path for those who want to come Do you want to?