Angry Eyes - Jim Messina, Loggins & Messina

Time, time and again I see you staring down at me

Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see

With those angry eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

With those angry eyes

You want to believe that I am not the same as you

And now I can’t conceive, oh lord, of what it is you’re trying to do

With those angry eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

With those angry eyes

What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me

With those angry eyes

You and I must start to realize

Blindness binds us in a false disguise

Can you see me through those angry eyes?

You try to defend that you are not the one to blame

But I’m finding it hard, my friend, when I 'm in the deadly aim

Of those angry eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

With those angry eyes

What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me

With those angry eyes