Stephen Gately - Bright Eyes

Is it a kind of a dream

Floating out on the tide

Following the river of death downstream

Oh is it a dream?

Theres a fog along the horizon

A strange glow in the sky

And nobody seems to know where it goes

And what does it mean?

Oh is it a dream?

Bright eyes, burning like fire

Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?

How can the light that burned so brightly,

Suddenly burn so pale?

Bright eyes

Is it a kind of a shadow

Reaching into the night

Wandering over the hills unseen

Oh is it a dream?

Theres a high wind in the trees

A cold sound in the air

And nobody ever knows where you go

And where do you start?

Oh into the dark

Bright eyes, burning like fire

Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?

How can the light that burned so brightly,

Suddenly burn so pale?

Bright eyes

Bright eyes, burning like fire

Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?

How can the light that burned so brightly,

Suddenly burn so pale?

Bright eyes