| Song | Know Which Way The Wind Blows |
| Artist | The Postmarks |
| Album | The Postmarks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Drawing eyes | |
| From across the room | |
| They’re staring out of the paper | |
| But you are withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| Are you a spy | |
| Or an artist drawing lines | |
| Is there a hidden camera | |
| In your pen | |
| Cos i'm having trouble avoiding | |
| The questions in your eyes | |
| If this is your disguise | |
| Please stop trying to draw | |
| Information out of me | |
| Drawing eyes | |
| Wide-open like | |
| The curtains to a play | |
| But i cannot stay | |
| In the audience | |
| Feeling so withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| To applaud for curtain call | |
| Do you carry magnets | |
| In your pockets | |
| Cos i'm having trouble | |
| Resisting your gravity | |
| When you are near | |
| Please stop drawing this out | |
| Using your secret agent | |
| On me |
| Drawing eyes | |
| From across the room | |
| They' re staring out of the paper | |
| But you are withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| Are you a spy | |
| Or an artist drawing lines | |
| Is there a hidden camera | |
| In your pen | |
| Cos i' m having trouble avoiding | |
| The questions in your eyes | |
| If this is your disguise | |
| Please stop trying to draw | |
| Information out of me | |
| Drawing eyes | |
| Wideopen like | |
| The curtains to a play | |
| But i cannot stay | |
| In the audience | |
| Feeling so withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| To applaud for curtain call | |
| Do you carry magnets | |
| In your pockets | |
| Cos i' m having trouble | |
| Resisting your gravity | |
| When you are near | |
| Please stop drawing this out | |
| Using your secret agent | |
| On me |
| Drawing eyes | |
| From across the room | |
| They' re staring out of the paper | |
| But you are withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| Are you a spy | |
| Or an artist drawing lines | |
| Is there a hidden camera | |
| In your pen | |
| Cos i' m having trouble avoiding | |
| The questions in your eyes | |
| If this is your disguise | |
| Please stop trying to draw | |
| Information out of me | |
| Drawing eyes | |
| Wideopen like | |
| The curtains to a play | |
| But i cannot stay | |
| In the audience | |
| Feeling so withdrawn | |
| From the faces looking on | |
| To applaud for curtain call | |
| Do you carry magnets | |
| In your pockets | |
| Cos i' m having trouble | |
| Resisting your gravity | |
| When you are near | |
| Please stop drawing this out | |
| Using your secret agent | |
| On me |