You have the eyes of a hawk and you see me through
But the words of my songs are not all about you
And this body doesn’t even belong to me

Your hands are like wings, they cover me
And they cover the little things that don’t have to be accounted for
Or put on the record anymore

You’re like a movie, you make the unreal seem real
And you make the real seem to come out of a dream

Your words never leave the tip of my tongue
You move in space like there’s nothing wrong
You talk on phones and I weigh eleven stones

You know I’ve been around
You know I’ve covered a lot of ground
You know you are a mystery
And I’ve always been a pedestrian

Lyrics submitted by foreverdoomed, edited by smallwonderrobot

Eleven Stones song meanings
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