I see you
Under there behind your hair
Everywhere, I see you
I see you
Turned on eyes can't tell lies
Empathize, I see you
Warm sliding sun through the cave of you hair
Wind washing fields kind of space living there
I see you
I know you,
Met before seventh floor,
First world war
I know you
Who lives there?
Tell old fair I'm aware
That she cares, who lives there?
Green specks bright spiralling out in the sky
Catch my mind, turn my head, have to look, don't know why
Who lives there