Clean Eyes (Acoustic) - SYML

Composed by：Brian Fennell

Picture yourself in a room full of broken glass

Blood on the pieces

The pieces you can't put back

A little white light in a sea gone black

My head is the room and the room's full of broken glass

You can't change me

Can you save me

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart in all the right ways

And no I don't mind

Clean eyes

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart and breaking my chains

And I don't know why

Clean eyes

I'm a cynic I told you

I fear what I don't believe

I don't know what this is

But this is a different beast

I check the lock on the door three times

Can't put my faith in what I can't describe

I'm a cynic

I told you

I don't believe

So can you save me

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart in all the right ways

And no I don't mind clean eyes

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart and breaking my chains

And I don't know why clean eyes

Take me home when I lost myself

Love me better than I love myself

Take me home when I lost myself

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart in all the right ways

No I don't mind clean eyes

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart and breaking my chains

And I don't know why clean eyes

Clean eyes yeah

Clean eyes

Breaking my heart in all the right ways

No I don't mind

Clean eyes

Oh clean eyes

Breaking my heart and breaking my chains

And I don't know why

Clean eyes