You’ve gone and found someone new and don’t it make my brown eyes, don’t it make my brown eyes blue. Oh, please say it isn’t true and don’t it make my brown eyes blue. Tell me anything at all but don’t say goodbye. Tell me you love me and don’t make me cry. Don’t know what’s come over you.You’ve gone and found someone new and don’t it make my brown eyes blue. Bring on the flood to wash the wicked away.ĭon’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue by Richard Leigh, arranged by Vicky Emersonĭon’t know when I’ve been so blue. Here comes the pouring rain like a reckoning. It’s hard to believe that you don’t see what I see. And all the sins that lie below are gonna raise hell if they ain’t tied down. Wind rattles the windows, kicking up dust settled on the ground. All these shadows could use a little light. They say the heat can drive you crazy, break you down like you’re gonna lose a fight. Like thunder chasing the lightning, I never knew how this would end. I hear the hive a buzzin’, I feel the storm rolling in. The Reckoning by Vicky Emerson & Graham Bramblett Tried to build you a parachute and a soft landing to fall into but the threads are all tearing apart just like we are. This worn down road, I know it mile by mile. Like a ship lost at sea or a runaway train, you’re gonna bury me. Rock bottom rolled out the welcome mat and my seat on this wreck is the only one with a bird’s eye view of the ground, so pick me up on the way down. I’m on the outside looking in to watch you fall apart again. Follow my lead.Ī chain of stars climbs through the sky. Swaying in the shadows one breath out and one breath in. We’re done with the chase and now the dance begins. Hands intertwined, losing track of time in the pines. Let’s get lost in the pines where no one will ever find us. Catch a sliver of moonlight and follow me. I know the way through rows and rows of trees.
You might be the right one or the right one for now.
Take me to a place down a long and windy road.