Luc Normand: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Your eyes, your eyes hold a mystery, I know.
I search them at every chance I get.
Is there something in there
you are afraid to show.
Something from your past that you regret.

Or can your mystery eyes see the future?
Are you afraid of something I might do?
You know I can't blame you
if you want to be sure.
For once I’ll wait and leave it to you.

Oh sweet, sweet mystery eyes,
Please don't tell me I’ve gone insane.
Oh let me fly through your paradise skies.
Just don't tell me that I’m dreaming again...
Dreaming again

Perhaps I’m living in a crazy fantasy;
In a no‑mans' land or a world of oz.
Could it be that there's nothing
in your eyes for me?
And am I loving you with no cause?

Or can your mystery eyes see into my mind?
Is there some part of me left unwanted?
Are you afraid of a fault uneasy to find?
You search for a relationship that is warranted.
Oh sweet, sweet mystery eyes,
Please don't tell me I’ve gone insane.
Oh let me fly through your paradise skies
And just don't tell me that I’m dreaming again...
Dreaming again

One clear night a shooting star
I saw in your eyes.
I watched it go by and made a wish.
In hopes that someone in this universe
would answer my cries
Soon my search through your mystery eyes
Will finish...soon will finish

Oh sweet, sweet mystery eyes,
Please don't tell me I’ve gone insane.
Oh let me fly through your paradise skies.
And just don't tell me that...
Oh sweet mystery eyes.
Oh don't tell me that I’ve flipped again.
Oh let me fly through your paradise skies.
Close up your clouds and stop the rain.
And just don't tell me that I’m dreaming again.