Patterns - Small Faces

I see crazy patterns everytime I look your way

I can feel those crazy patterns forcing me to stay

Patterns in the womans hands that weren’t there yesterday

Patterns all the way

Patterns all the way

Your rosy eyes are closing and you’re staring at the door

The sun is slowly rising and you’re staring at the floor

Patterns in the morning sky that weren’t there yesterday

Patterns all the way

Patterns all the way

Ah — ah — ah — ah

Patterns, patterns

Ah — ah — ah — ah

Patterns, patterns

Patterns in the way you look that weren’t there yesterday

Patterns all the way

Patterns all the way

Ah — ah — ah — ah

Patterns, patterns

Ah — ah — ah — ah

Patterns, patterns