Looking deep into the eyes of you… Those sapphired jewels, Floating pools Of the window where What can be seen there: Your eyes. Your eyes. Your eyes. No question: yes, they are reflections And really are windows; they mirror. You see, today, I see much clearer What, before, I would not see: Truth’s harsh, here-to-stay reality: Your lies. Your lies. Your lies. Facing you, I open a door in me And am warned to close the core of me; My heart and mind advise my spirit To never again let you near it. Looking deep into the soul of you and me: Good-byes. Good-byes. Good-byes.