I love your eyes, those twinkling eyes,
They speak of a thousand things.
It glows and I drown in its intensity,
I would love to stay there forever.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.
They speak of a thousand things.
It glows and I drown in its intensity,
I would love to stay there forever.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.
In your eyes I see a thousand setting suns,
Glorious and mighty, more days are done.
In your eyes I see the beauty in a simple flower,
the majesty...the sweetness...the power.
In your eyes I see what could be,
faithfully, lovingly, you and me.
In your eyes my world spins round
your voice...passion the sound.
Mostly in your eyes I see love.
Glorious and mighty, more days are done.
In your eyes I see the beauty in a simple flower,
the majesty...the sweetness...the power.
In your eyes I see what could be,
faithfully, lovingly, you and me.
In your eyes my world spins round
your voice...passion the sound.
Mostly in your eyes I see love.
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