When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes
In a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I soak my head
I see your face
Underneath my pillow
I wake next morning
Tired still yawning
See your face come peering
Thro' my window

Pictures of matchsick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face it just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchsick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

You in the sky with this guy
You make me cry, you lie