J. Pernice Your colored eye and a lipstick voice And a cough you could never shake I thought I'd find you in that place. Don't wake from a restless sleep And the plan you could never make The evening sunlight on your face And then it fades. Find me I'm sick and I can't escape. The way the sunlight touched your face And then it fades. There were so many times I had to wake you from crying So many times I could not make you cry I hope to find. Your feet on the headboard Eyes in the moon I always think of you that way.