Through These Eyes of Mine
When you look into my eyes, what do you see?
Is it a reflection of you, or maybe of me?
Do you see a touch of the things I hold dear?
Can you tell it is you, I want to be near?
There are so many things I want to say
I long for the chance every day
To show how you make my world shine
These things I say, through these eyes of mine..
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