Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait? Should I leave them by your gate, Should I put them by your gate, With your mercury mouth in the

This ain't no sham. I am what I am. We will run and scream. You will dance with me. And we'll be free And they'll heal our scars. Sadness will be far away. Your eyes, they tie me down so hard. I'll never learn to put up a guard.

I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful You with the sad eyes Don't be discouraged, Oh I realize It's hard to take courage