Martin L Williams

Lyrics

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"Hitchcock’s Eyes"

It takes a moody
Old Moon
Hanging in a sky
And a murder of crows on a gate
Giving you
The Hitchcock eye

It won’t
Last forever
We could
Change the weather
We’re running with the wind
There’s only one road
It’s turning into gold
And as the crow flies
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes

I can feel it
In my bones
In the cold
Light of day
I’ll wipe the clouds
From your eyes
Till all the ghosts
Slip away

Two souls will shine
Leaving the moon behind
We’re running with the wind
There’s only one road
It’s turning into gold
And as the crow flies
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Ooooh

Instrumental

We’re running with the wind
There’s only one road
It’s turning into gold
And as the crow flies
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Oooooh
Hitchcock’s eyes
Hitchcock’s eyes
Don’t look into
Hitchcock’s eyes
Hitchcock’s Eyes