Every time I close my eyesnI try to remember what your face looks likenbut even when I close them tightnThe image of you is never quiet rightnI don't need advicenI don't need advicenI don't need advicenCause I'm the only one who really knows what your likenI try to create your image in mindnBut I could never draw those perfect lines.nIt might be something I've only just realizednI've got to see you to believe you're true with my own eyes.nI don't need advicenI don't need advicenI don't need advicenCause I'm the only one who really knows what your like