No band, just me and I'm no performer
Lyrics
BILLY’S EYES
©Ricki E. Bellos
Saturday nights we’d jump in Billy’s car
Pick up a six-pack, look out at the stars
I’d reach out my hand, they seemed so close
When he’d tell me to try, that’s when I loved him the most
I liked to see myself in Billy’s eyes
Laughing and dancing through the night
I loved how I looked in Billy’s eyes
So much more than I did in mine
When it was cold we made our own heat
Spent a lot of time in his back seat
Some nights I told him all my fears
He said I was deeper than I appeared
I liked to see myself in Billy’s eyes
Laughing and dancing through the night
I loved how I looked in Billy’s eyes
So much more than I did in mine
Several years, a run down house, a dog named Bo
A couple of kids with men I still don’t know
Walk any road, isn’t it strange
A left instead of right and everything’s changed
I still wonder how this came about
I guess misjudging what I could live without
I remember myself in Billy’s eyes
Laughing and dancing in Billy’s eyes
I loved myself in Billy’s eyes
So much more than I ever will in mine
I was never much in mine
