I picture your face everyday of my life And struggle to come up with lyrics But lately it's honesty that keeps me around A pint of their best and a seat with a view This corner looks all too familiar I just wanna tell you "I love you, I'm safe On Devonshire and Crown" Who knows which letter just might be the last This song will be done by the end of this glass Hey brown eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds Here comes another three-dollar cliche I nod to the barman and he does the same And again and again and again and again I am down But so prown It's summer where you are, it's winter down here You're sleeping, I'm already boozing All the cool kids are speaking their minds But I cannot hear 'Cause people are sounding like white noise these days They fancy themselves as a critic But I think of you and it takes me away to a perfect place Who knows which letter just might be the last This song will be done by the end of this glass Hey blue eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds Here comes another three-dollar cliche I nod to the barman and he does the same And again and again and again and again I am down But so prown