There's something glittery
Below her flattering eyelashes
That never shows any Mystery
But are capable of burning me to ashes

Radiated dark lines underneath
Looks like heavens shine
Her careless makeup hid her pains beneath
And often washed her cheeks down in brine

It's her eyes that is green like one's in a daydream
It's her eyes that tries to hide all the pains
It's her eyes that mists over pretty things
It's her eyes that I want to kiss and never wants to miss

I'm beautiful
You've told me all evening
and will tell me all night
but will I still be beautiful
*in the morning?