It can happen at 3am
In the booth of some late night dive
Waiting for my order to arrive

Your mouth’s moving
But your words just float on by
I get lost in your eyes

It’ll happen again, you whispering when
The lights are low
In our room at the Freeway Motel
Off the exit sign

Your voice so soothing
Its blur will stir my sky
I get lost in your eyes

Tell me “pay attention”
Oh I try
But I’m lost in your eyes

I may miss most of what you’re saying
But I think I know what’s on your mind
Your smile’s a beacon to me in troubled times
When I’m lost in your eyes