Besedila: Of Montreal. Cherry Peel. I Was Watching Your Eyes.

I want to write something beautiful
Something so beautiful that I just can't sing it
Without getting that incredible feeling
The one that just overwhelms my senses

Because it's the only thing I have
It's the only thing that makes my life worthwhile

I know there aren't too many people
Who allow themselves to say what they feel
So I was watching your eyes
In case they just might say something

I want to think someone's beautiful
That they're so beautiful it's a thrill to be near them
Fill my stomach with butterflies, have me floating on air
Bring something out of me I didn't know was there

But it's such a torturous thing
That I am not excited by anyone

I know there aren't too many people
Who allow themselves to say what they feel
So I was watching your eyes
In case they just might say something