Me and my friends all wanna be better singers
So we can sing into the mirror and feel good about ourselves
Make me into a dancer in the red wine
Like my tiny painter paints tiny portraits of the night

In your baby's eyes
In they reflect you
In your baby's eyes
And they reflect me too

In a dull dream, lay back onto the floor
My eyes crept as pilgrims to the holy place
My constant prayers do your paintings
[?] the white light
The moon, not so bright that night

In your baby's eyes
In they reflect you
In your baby's eyes
In they reflect your mood