You stare off in to what seems a million worlds
So far away yet as close as the curls
Of lashes, dropped delicately over eyes dancing brilliantly in the light

Bright eyes, full of humor and smiles and pain
Looking to love those you felt you could save
From the horrors of what you had those eyes had seen

Perfect eyes, looking at what you long for and desire
At notes flying through the air at heights even higher
Than the notes flowing from your strings

Dark eyes, that I can't quite seem to understand
Sometimes it feels you try to hold the whole world within your two hands
Relying only on yourself for love that needs to be recieved

Loving eyes, teaching others what they should love in themselves
But my friend, with all the music on your shelves
Have you let your friends teach you what you should love about yourself?

Your eyes, eyes that deserve nothing less than the entire world
If you seek after it and learn to cherish what is yours
I hope some day I can even begin to understand what those eyes need

And perhaps in time
Come to turn them towards the delicate light
Already burning brightly inside