Texty: Eskimo Joe. A Song Is a City. Older Than You.
Oh inner city streets
Where I sleep
I watched her take this romance
Home to me
Oh
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you
Oh echoes in the heart
When we meet
I chose to take this moment
To tell you I'm leaving
Oh
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you
Oh-oh-oh
Older than you
Oh-oh-oh
Older than you
And watch her count it up on one hand
Like lovers and ocean and land
And it keeps on going
Over and over and over again
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you
Where I sleep
I watched her take this romance
Home to me
Oh
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you
Oh echoes in the heart
When we meet
I chose to take this moment
To tell you I'm leaving
Oh
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you
Oh-oh-oh
Older than you
Oh-oh-oh
Older than you
And watch her count it up on one hand
Like lovers and ocean and land
And it keeps on going
Over and over and over again
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
I believe in something more
I watched her heart
Through bedroom doors
It's true
Eyes that are older than you