Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns. I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes. I know it's strange, It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you. I'm supposed to love you, oh, oh, oh.Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns. I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes. I know it's strange, It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you. I'm supposed to love you, oh, oh, oh.Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns. I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes. I know it's strange, It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you. I'm supposed to love you, oh, oh, oh.