When I look up to your eyes I see them blue
I see the sky
And when I look down to the ground
I see them brown and green
And I look and there it is
The moon shining in them
And I think there's something strange about it
Is it the truth I'm so afraid of?
Or are you finally saying the lie I've been waiting for?
Their both strange
And I wonder is it just the light?
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
When I look up to your eyes I see them blue
I see the sky
And when I look down to the ground
I see them brown and green
And I look and there it is
The moon shining in them
And I think there's something strange about it
Is it the truth I'm so afraid of?
Or are you finally saying the lie I've been waiting for?
Their both strange
And I wonder is it just the light?
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