Lazy Eye

There's a lazy eye that looks at you And sees you, the same as before When you lay beside me every night Though now you are with me, no more I can still see the hem of your dress And the comb as it's parting your hair And the person I held is still there in my Lazy eye that looks at you And sees you the same as before I can still see the hem of your dress And the comb as it's parting your hair And the person I held is still there in my Lazy eye that looks at you And sees you the same as before