Hungry Eyes-Sad Café

Hungry Eyes - Sad Cafe Written by：Paul Young/Vic Emerson I'm a traveller I'm a tinker I make my money and I move around It's kind of funny how you tied me down With those hungry eyes You're a lady but you messed up I need your trouble like a hole in the head It's kind of funny how you shoot me dead With those hungry eyes Hungry eyes keep looking at me Hungry eyes tell me what do they see No there ain't no place that I'd rather be Need those hungry eyes Looking at me It's no joke 'cause I'm a no hope I wish I wasn't 'cause I wanted to be The kind of lover who'd always be With those hungry eyes You're a lady you're so messed up I seen you hanging round with some of your friends It's kind of funny how they make amends With those hungry eyes Hungry eyes keep looking at me Hungry eyes tell me what do they see No there ain't no place that I'd rather be Need those hungry eyes Looking at me Another time another place Another empty space I need to be alive I need to be You are to me a fire to keep me warm You keep me free from harm If it could only be But there's no chance No chance of romance I want to see you but you've disappeared And I don't ever get to soothe the tears From those hungry eyes You're a lady but it's no good You wanna burn me when you're feeling down Don't understand it you make me a clown With those hungry eyes Hungry eyes keep looking at me Hungry eyes tell me what do they see No there ain't no place that I'd rather be Need those hungry eyes I need those hungry eyes I need those Hungry eyes keep looking at me Hungry eyes tell me what do they see No there ain't no place that I'd rather be Need those hungry eyes