Vārdi: The Doors. My Eyes Have Seen You.

My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you

Stand in your door meet inside
Show me some more show me some more

Turn and stare fix your hair
Move up stairs, move up stairs
Move up stairs

Free from disguise,
Gazing on a city under television skies,
Television skies, television skies

Let them photograph your your soul,
Memorize your alleys on an endless roll,
endless roll, endless roll