Final Eyes
(Trevor Rabin/Tony Kaye/Jon Anderson/Chris Squire)
Person to person woman to man
Sing me a story to reach me
Teach me to teach me to understand
All these emotions I miss you
So you leave her
Can't believe her
Can't escapse
Final eyes
Final eyes
Person to person woman to man
Send me this song that will teach me
Like a river without a stream
Night time without dreaming
Send me this song that will reach me
So you leave me
Can't deceive me
See through me
Final eyes
Final eyes
And I know you think there's nothing
There's nothing more to say
And I know that I've got something
I've got something to say
If ever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
If ever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
If ever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
Person to person woman to man
Send me this song that will teach me
Like a river without a stream
Night time without dreaming
Send me this song that will reach me
So you leave me
Can't deceive me
See through me
Final eyes
And I know you think there's nothing
There's nothing more to say
Don't hide behind the headlines oh yea
I've got something to say
If ever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
If ever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
Whenever I needed
Whenever I needed
Whenever I needed
Someone
If ever I needed
Whenever I needed someone
You were there when I needed you
You saved me from falling
Saved me from falling
I'm so in love with you
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