Lyrics
Tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool, you re nobody s business
she doesn t seem so very much like you
You re nobody s business, but they all seem so lost, and tell me what s covert
tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
out of phase
look out through your dark hair
You re nobody s business, tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
I think back to the girl that i knew, and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn, i think back to the girl that i knew
And the patterns of your life, and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn Business, tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
And you re no-one, out of phase, look back at the photos you ve saved
Just like yesterday s papers, you re nobody s business, look out through your dark hair
Tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool, she doesn t seem so very much like you Nobody's, just like yesterday s papers
Transfixing you, you re nobody s business
Dead mementoes of your modelling days, and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn Hammill, you re nobody s business
you re no-one
You re nobody s business, she doesn t seem so very much like you, that s before it was her fortune and took over her soul s place
And the patterns of your life, are suddenly twisted and torn
tapering off in the storm
and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn
papering yesterday s pages
but they all seem so lost
She doesn t seem so very much like you, and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn Business, you re nobody s business
And tell me what s covert, papering yesterday s pages
tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
you re tired and forlorn
And you re no-one, you re nobody s business, you re nobody s business
I look through all my cuttings of you, you re nobody s business
Look out through the dark ages, you re nobody s business
look out through your dark hair
You re no-one, you re nobody s business
That s before it was her fortune and took over her soul s place, and gone are all the clothes that you ve worn, you re nobody s business
i think back to the girl that i knew
Dead mementoes of your modelling days, are suddenly twisted and torn Hammill, are suddenly twisted and torn
Transfixing you, and you re no-one Hammill, you re nobody s business
you re no-one
you re nobody s business
just like yesterday s papers
you re nobody s business
and you re no-one
look out through your dark hair
tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
And gone are all the clothes that you ve worn, look out through your dark hair, tell me the colour of your eyes when they re cool
And gone are all the clothes that you ve worn, transfixing you
I think back to the girl that i knew, i look through all my cuttings of you
You re nobody s business, and the patterns of your life, you re nobody s business
