Our conversations are flying home tonight
Honeymooners, returning on a midnight flight
They are coming back to normal lives
Vacations morph into nine-to-fives
And I slip off this rosy pair
Of lenses and you're still beautiful
Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears
Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful
I sense you shaving off my mysteries
And knowing my trophies have realistic histories
The fish have gone aback to normal size
A man of limits stands before your gentle eyes
And I slip off this rosy pair
Of lenses and you're still beautiful
Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears
Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful
I start with my nose at the painting
Slowly step back and this is amazing
Dr. Cal has a patient-ly waiting for me to earn them
"Real" is harder to see in a smile
Tears break the seal of denial
Rosy colors are nice for a while but now I'm learning
And I slip off this rosy pair
Of lenses and you're still beautiful