Eyes crackin open
Catching sunlight gleam
Every days been pulled off a Xerox Machine
There goes Macy again
She does what she can
Throws another copy off to the garbage can
Ink on the left hand
Or is it tattooed?
It'll only wash off if it's in the mood
When that happens
There's smoke on the eye
Which then gets exposed to a new kind of light
When she's finally going out she becomes the girl she's dreamed about all the day
Soul flies away
When he sees her on the street he gets too shy to even speak anyway
Soul flies away
Eyes wide open
Caching neon gleam
Macy comes alive when she steps on the scene
She'll want to stay here
Til dusk turns to dawn
Tonight is not a copy no it's hand-drawn
When she's finally going out she becomes the girl she's dreamed about all the day
Soul flies away
When he sees her on the street he gets too shy to even speak anyway
Soul flies away
