Under my umbrella

When I close my eyes I can see for miles There?s comfort in my dark scene And chaos in the eyes These eyes are not your eyes And these eyes are not the colors that Could minimize my pain Now I was not around When those eyes of yours decided to when they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea When I close my eyes I remember why I smile under my umbrella I've Accomplished Exile These eyes are not your eyes And these eyes are not the colors that Could minimize my pain Now I was not around When those eyes of yours decided to when they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea If this is right... id rather be wrong... If this is sight... id rather be blind! These eyes are not your eyes And these eyes are not the colors that Could minimize my pain Now I was not around When those eyes of yours decided to when they chose to kneel before the sun could touch the sea If this is right... id rather be wrong... If this is sight... id rather be blind!