Oh I can't get my hands on you
No I can't get my luck to pull through
No matter how you see me, no matter what I do
No I can't get my hands on you
No I can't get my hands on you
I want to be the one in your eye
The thing that makes the pretty night shine
I thought I made it clear that you are ten feet tall tonight
You're blocking out the cold and the light
This warm and darkened place of my mind
Ooh
Now I'm ten years older, still don't have a clue
I hold myself in place, in place of glue
I learned to keep my mouth shut, and I plug my ears shut too
But your hands my fingers long to crawl into
And I can't get my hands
I want to be the one in your eye
The thing that makes the pretty night shine
I thought I made it clear that you are ten feet tall tonight
You're blocking out the cold and the light
This warm and darkened place of my mind
And I can't get my hands on you
No I can't get my hands on you
On you