Give me your eyesthat i might see the blind man kissing my handsthe sun is hummingmy head turns to dust as he playes on his kneesand the sad and the sea growsi close my eyesmove slowly through drowwing wavesgoing away on a strange day . The Cure .
Strange day
Give me your eyesthat i might see the blind man kissing my handsthe sun is hummingmy head turns to dust as he playes on his kneesand the sad and the sea growsi close my eyesmove slowly through drowwing wavesgoing away on a strange day . The Cure .