Creases crawl across my brow
I don't feel too good right now
Fingers fumble at your chin
So you've spread your words too thin
And when you don't reply
I catch what you mean as it slips by
I'm fishing in your eye
There's a speech at midday
Try to picture hair that's gray
Children cheer on his knee
Flags wave in this recipe
A sideshow that I don't buy
I catch what he means as it slips by
I'm fishing in your eye
Hunger we can't contain
Though we don't make it plain
You took my hand, took my seat
Anticipation's high
I catch what you mean as it drifts by
I'm fishing in your eye