Stephen’s Eyes

Travel to India to go find yourself 
I can just see you with that book on the shelf
And you throw your eye back at me
It was wilderness but it was free
And you’re some kind of home, soft and easy
Always wondering why didn’t it please me
But I’ve got to say your therapy
Found me sitting back with the best of me
And I find forever in the diamonds you mine
I call you over a thousand times
Just to see what it’d be like
To kick it with you in the dead of night

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