In Your Eyes

Ben Harper as taken from

I wonder sometimes, how people move so easily. Not to hold back and rethink about the cause and the consequences. Lunch box, head scarf and hope the size of Kilimanjaro.

Where would I go if I let loose my sanity? Would you come over and take me wherever you are? Would you hug me from my back and say I Am Sorry I've Been Bad? Or just perceive my faults?

Fly me to the USA. And I'll bring you to Ben Harper. And you'll strum that guitar for me.

For me.


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