There’s still some of you   Still here with me   Don’t make a sound   Just let me be      Not brown and not green   So endless they seem   I’m so paralyzed    You know what I mean      More than a picture    To satisfy   More than a picture      To see your eyes   To see your eyes      I write you a letter, every day   I cant wait to hear, What you will say   Patiently waiting   Is so frustrating      I sleep in my bed   With mountains of sheets   The whole time pretending   But I cant make-believe      I need more than a picture   To satisfy   More than a picture       To see your eyes   To see your eyes   To see your eyes   To see your eyes      And Being away   Is taking its toll   But I’m not giving in    Not letting it show      Ill stay in my room    Writing to you   And ill be dreaming about       Your eyes   About Your eyes   About Your eyes   About your eyes      I write you a letter    Every day   I cant wait to hear   What you will say