Keep Your Child Eyes

I am the low alcohol in my car
Your eyes drawing circles in the air
And I'm compelled to declare
Baby I'm out on the other side of the road
With a bottle in my hand and a feather on my shoe
Your dress blowing wide
Oh the wind brought it to life
Late the night with your mouth locked in mine
I never felt more divine
Baby I'm out on the other side of the road
With a bottle in my hand and a feather on my shoe
I'm leaving three months
I'm not in the place
My tongue is still
I'm yearning for the taste
Cuz everyone I know is leaving town
And I was out with my friends far too late, high
Caught the train but missed the plane
In the silhouette of the wing
Nothing is what it seems
Don't be the man walking around
Head folded toward the ground
Cuz Thomas once said to keep my child eyes
Baby I'm out on the other side of the road
With a bottle in my hand and a feather on my shoe
I'm leaving three months
I'm not in the place
My tongue is still
I'm yearning for the taste
Cuz everyone I know is leaving town
And I was out with my friends far too late, high
You and music are the medicine to my soul
You and music are the medicine to my soul