Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

I see the rifles coming over the hill
And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill
But if you think like me
You'll be as dead as he
I see the lion crawling over your bed
And if you stay he'll make you walk in your bed
To what you're gonna be
It never lets you be
I see the colour in your eyes
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
I won't let you take him away
And I won't give to you the fires of hate
So I will never see
What you've done to me
I see the colour in your eyes
I see the images I own
I see more colour in your eyes
Than the reflections from purple skies
Now