Golden Earring - Quiet Eyes Lyrics

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Quiet Eyes

Quiet Eyes Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Quiet Eyes By Golden Earring?
Tony, my head is on a pillow
Clock strikes, it's the count of four Four hours of tossin' and turnin' In a big brass bed I've tried all the tricks in the book now But I just can't sleep no more Tony, what's happenin' to me I'm tired and I'm cold Somehow I'm imagining things Movin' in the shadow And my face is a painting crying In the heat of the sun Let the world outside pay its dues I'll never know why, no matter how high It's a sign that's been sealed and delivered Tony, it's lookin' into your Quiet eyes, silent tears Silent as the night you deserted me Quiet eyes, silent tears Silence, and the night lasted seven years Meanwhile I'm counting all the hours And I've counted all the days On the pages of a calendar And I threw it all away Tony, I'm tryin' to make some sense, babe I'm always tryin' to get through to you Maybe you're the last one to notice How much I've been lovin' you Let the world outside pay its dues I'll never know why, no matter how high It's a sign that's been sealed and delivered Tony, it's lookin' into your Quiet eyes, silent tears Silent as the night you deserted me Quiet eyes, silent tears Silent as the night you deserted me Quiet eyes, silent tears Silence, and the night lasted seven years |
Who Wrote Quiet Eyes By Golden Earring?
Barry Hay, George Kooymans
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What's The Duration Of The Quiet Eyes By Golden Earring?The duration of Quiet Eyes is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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