Saccharine Sunshine

I see your eyes look into my mind
Smile so serene; dead inside
You’ll find out soon there’s no more room
You and all your friends now marooned
I know I can’t find
I think you’re fine
I think you’re mine
You tell me lies all of the time
Richard likes grey sky’s saccharine sunshine
Trout oil makes darkness turn bright
I know i can’t find
I think you’re fine
I think you’re mine
You tell me lies all of the time