Texty: Kenny Loggins. Angry Eyes.

Time, time and again
I see you staring down at me
Now, then and again
I wonder what it is that you see

With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes

You want to believe that
I am not the same as you
And now I can't conceive
Oh Lord, of what it is You're trying to do

With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes

You and I must start to realize
Blindness binds us in a false disguise
Can you see me through those angry eyes?

You try to defend that
You are not the one to blame
But I'm finding it hard
My friend, when I'm in the deadly aim

With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes