You have good eyes--
They don't look away
And they don't miss a thing
Not even what tomorrow may bring
And the ring on my finger
It don't mean a thing
Oh Natasha, open up your eyes
We can still make a run for the friendly skies
You know how I hate long goodbyes
And the path of mankind is writ with lies
About you
Welcome to the love multiverse
Some say it's a religion
But I say it's a curse
The past and the future in reverse
Confused and unforgiving
Or at worst, you take a life
Oh Natasha, won't you turn on your light
I'll stand down here and sing at you all night
Oh Natasha, won't you turn on your light
Turn on your light
Thirteen is a lucky number
For a girl who can fit so tight
Into the darkness of the night
But for whom the path of decision is to fight
And never to consider what is right
Along the way
Joan Armatrading always seemed to find a way
Into the chambers of your heart
Through the lifelong mystery of art
When the pain of solitude has played it's part
And I'm away
In my dream
The last man was standing before the sacred text
And could not read a god-damned thing
And I am that man but as a king
And the fire breathing dragon was the queen
And that was you
Oh Natasha, won't you turn on your light
I'll stand down here and sing at you all night
Oh Natasha, won't you turn on your light
Turn on your light