Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Meredith Brooks. See It Through My Eyes. Video Idol.

I hear a knock on my door, I hear the telephone ring
But I can't break away, I'm just ignoring all those things
My eyes are glued to my TV
You're up there making love to me

I fell in love with you, I'm watching your love scenes
I had to have you every night upon my TV screen
I rent your tape again and again
I never want this love to end

Video idol
Every night I escape with your video tape, you're my video idol
Everything will be right When I watch you tonight, you're my video idol
Now there's nobody else, I've got you to myself, you're my video idol

My TV comes to life when you come on the screen
I keep on watching though, I know I'm living in a dream
Tonight when all my work is through
I'll have my fantasy with you

Video idol
Every night I escape with your video tape, you're my video idol
Everything will be right When I watch you tonight, you're my video idol
Now there's nobody else, I've got you to myself, you're my video idol

Maybe someday I'm gonna meet you
And then our loving will be for real
But till then I'll have to pretend
About how good, how good it would feel, hey

Video idol
Every night I escape with your video tape, you're my video idol
Everything will be right When I watch you tonight, you're my video idol
Now there's nobody else, I've got you to myself, you're my video idol

Video idol
Video idol
Video idol
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