Distractions

My eyes are the distraction... Distraction from feelings... 
My eyes are the distraction.... Distraction from noise... 
When I close them, and you touch me thats when I feel... 
My eyes are the distraction, distracting whats real... 
How can I focus on touch with something as beautiful as sight? 
Staring into the air.. this probably isnt fair. 
My eyes are the distraction so my feelings arent there... 
An intense day dream.... To u, a lost look is what it seems... 
I tell you my eyes are the distraction and now you know what that means..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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