Eyes Of The World
Neil Finn/Tim Finn
You’re nothing in the eyes of the world
But you’re going up and down in the elevator still
Feeling just a little surprised
Like you discovered Engelbert Humperdinck or something
Inside the fairy light, it’s often hard to tell
The way you see yourself will lead you to despair
The eyes of the world will look right through your scene
It’s nothing new to me, that’s what I used to be
Someone in the eyes of the world
You look into the eyes of the world
Hoping to catch your reflection again
Missing all the real life action
So calm and dignified you rise up from the chair
Put the powder on and climb the slippery stairs
Inside a sleazy room with a bible for companion
Bleeding fingernails, you’ll never know yourself
The eyes of the world they look right through you
You’re nothing in the eyes of the world
The hint of a smile appears on your face
When you realize there’s nothing in the eyes of the world