Take No Prisoner Eyes

I was in the choir and she was in the pew.
Her eyes captured me, and even if we are no longer together, they still do.
To anyone who has loved and lost and loved again.

She got hair like prairie grasses She got fingers like a bird
She got a turn in her ankle that upside downs my world
She got ferris wheel laughter She got party in her mind
And the thing that fin’lly got me were those take no prisoner eyes

Take your Mona Lisas take those Playboy nudes
Take’em all away from me they don’t get me in the mood
Throw away my Mercedes scrap all my silk ties
Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes

She got supernova lovin’ she got manners like a queen
She got the best bullshit detector that I ever seen
If I lose her at the station in the smell of sweat and fries
I know she’s gonna find me with those take no prisoner eyes

Take your fancy dining take those fancy sheets
Take ’em all away from me I got what I need
Throw away my illusions lay waste to all my lies
Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes

(Instrumental)

Take your fancy dining take those fancy sheets
Take ’em all away from me I got what I need
Throw away my illusions lay waste to all my little white lies
Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes

© 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)