Under My Umbrella

When I close my eyes<br>I can see for miles<br>There’s comfort in my dark seat<br>And chaos in the aisles<br><br>These eyes are not your eyes<br>And these eyes are not the colors that<br>Your arid eyes might be<br>Now I was not around<br>When those eyes of yours decided to<br>When they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea<br><br>When I close my eyes<br>I remember why I smile<br>Under my umbrella<br>I`m an accomplished Exile<br><br>These eyes are not your eyes<br>And these eyes are not the colors that<br>Your arid eyes might be<br>Now I was not around<br>When those eyes of yours decided to<br>When they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea<br>If this is right... I`d rather be wrong...<br>If this is sight... I`d rather be blind! <br><br>These eyes are not your eyes<br>And these eyes are not the colors that<br>Your arid eyes might be<br>Now I was not around<br>When those eyes of yours decided to<br>When they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea<br>If this is right... I`d rather be wrong...<br>If this is sight... I`d rather be blind!