Pictures of matchstick men
Rush home to bed, I soak my head
Windows echo your reflection
You make men cry
I see your face underneath my pillow
Pictures of matchstick men and you
You’re in the sky
Alls I ever see is them and you
You’re with the sky
You make men cry
Your face just won’t leave me alone
Images of matchstick men and you
I wake next morning but I’m still yawning
Alls I ever see is them and you
Pictures of matchstick men and you
You are, you’re in the sky
I see your face looking through my window
Images of matchstick men and you
You’re with the sky
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
When I look in their direction, now
They’re faces haunting me
