Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
"Go home, I'd be surprised
If you could find it with those eyes"
"Ah, go ahead and get hit by a bus"
It was the look in those eyes
When you said something like
"It's just us"
Tears streaming down my cheeks
"Just take me to Lansdowne Street
Fenway Park? Come on, it's not like they keep it hid"
It was the look in your eyes
You said, "No one's going to hurt me like
You did"
Rolling over it a thousand times
In the narrow flume of my mind
Oh what I'd give for just one small caress
It was the look in those eyes
When you said something like
"Yer possessed"
You're possessed