The Way You Look - Damien Jurado

From the ceiling to the floor

I find I’m wanting more

It’s so much a part of it

When I drop down from the sky

So much I could find

In a happy house so high above the clouds

It’s not the way that you look, no

It all depends how you feel

It’s just the way that it is

I wanna be you

Breaking hearts, they make no sound

In this I have found an excuse for jealousy

Kill the sun and make them blind

So much they will find

In a happy house so high above the clouds

It’s not the way that you look, no

It all depends how you feel

It’s just the way that it is

I wanna be you