Patrick Park - Deperation eyes

December was just too sad,For her to call a home.Even with starry nights And painted country roads.There was nothing I could do for her That I hadn't done,And my desperation eyes showed More than I think they should Have shown.She's just a whisper,Paranoid of perfect people bound to disappoint Her apartment life is easier Than the one outside.She can't get by on promises That I always deny.And my desperation eyes showed More than I think they should Have shown.