Little hands on a June evening/As the stars are coming out/He wants to capture fireflies,/But he doesn’t know how/Tears run faster than those little feet/Til Daddy says//Trust me, we can catch some light if we/Have our eyes open when it comes/Have your eyes open/Have your eyes open/When it comes//Maybe you sailed in with a bright vision/And you lost it on the way/Maybe you felt a bit of blindness/Would lessen your pain/You don’t think that life belongs to you/But I know better//Trust me, you can catch some light if you/keep your eyes open til it comes/Have your eyes open…/When it comes//You have heard of the strange figure/Who visited the poor/He gave his own body/To ransom their souls/Seems to good to be true/But you haven’t found it false//I believe there is a light coming to find you with your eyes open/Have your eyes open…/When it comes
