They say that they eyes are the windows,
the windows to the soul.
When you look into to mine
what do you see.
I have one eye that is light,
do you see my happy past there.
I have one that is dark,
do you see my secrets there.
Sometimes I wonder what its like,
to see myself from someone elses eyes.
Do they see the light and the dark,
they don't ever notice right away.
My eyes show my happy,
they show my sad.
My eyes are special,
they are different then yours.
My eyes show to souls.
One for each color.