Art of Flying - Song for Iris Lyrics

I sing for the beautiful old singer
Voice rising higher than the moon
Who sings how trouble hangs around
And pleasure leaves too soon

Ain't it the beautifulest thing
To be lost in the heat of love
I paint a river for your feet
Your blue-eyed sky above

I can't see your face at all, but
They say you're everywhere

The sea she sees no offenses
But, I hear she loves the rhymes
Down here there isn't time to waste
There isn't even tim

And now I know just where are place is
In the gathering of a storm
With a black dog locked inside a car
Leaning on the horn

I can't see your face at all, but
You say you're everywhere
Sometimes I feel like I'm waiting for you to call
And tell me that you're everywhere

I know you've all seen the movie
That one about the boxing champ
Like him I'm feeling kind of broken backed up against my amp
So I sing to the land of "sink or swim"
That makes the sanest man go mad
"I want to hear my lover whisper
'O lover don't be sad"

I can't see your face at al, but
I see you everywhere
Sometimes I feel like I'm waiting for you to call
And tell me that you're everywhere

I sing for the beautiful old singer
Voice rising higher than the moon
Who sings how trouble hangs around
And pleasure leaves too soon