I may not sing
But when I look at you
I can feel the thumps growing into melody
And it's all about you.

I may not see the beauty in anything
But I see all your colors
Shades I'm scared of, colored in deep unknown,
Yet I never wanna look away.

I couldn't tell you this
But when I lay my eyes on you
I feel as if mine turn into rays of Sun,
Only hoping that they reflect the light in yours so you can feel my warmth.

I hate what I see
When the mirror reflects me
But when I look at you I can only hope you see
A gentle river, flowing like the eyelashes down your cheeks.

Going over dark valleys, like eyes in disguise
Sacred places in dips and dimples
I wanna move there, would you let me stay?
When your hair drops over your face it's like a golden frame.