Lyrics Little Eyes - Major League

Little Eyes

And I wish I knew better
When I got the news that you were sick again
And God, I wish I was ready
To say goodbye to little eyes again
I’m coming home
The family’s cursed we’re on our own
It’s living hell on earth, I’ve let go
It’s getting worse, I’ve grown to learn
But I don’t have the nerve to say so
Time doesn’t heal slowly
This stays with me inside until the end
My eyes, always look worried
I caught myself outside and looking in
I can’t pretend
The family’s cursed we’re on our own
It’s living hell on earth, I’ve let go
It’s getting worse, I’ve grown to learn
But I don’t have the nerve to say so
I awoke again to another call from home
And I knew just then from the white noise on the phone
I’m coming home
We shine ever so brightly
When we’re miles high above the earth it’s said
This year was never on our side
But I know it will never break us