Her eyes,
Oh, what can I say,
Like diamonds, like stars,
Full of life and sway,
Like a golden stream,
With glisning water,
Like little raindrops that scatter,
Those lines inside your eyes,
Don't know the scientific reason for them,
I just know,they were made to represent,
Nothing but yourself,
And myself in them

Her eyes make me go crazy!
makes me jump and touch the sky!
please,if being in love with you makes me psyco,
Then be that,I don't care!

Her eyes,oh,
Her eyes,
Can't describe,
Or put in words,
How mad,
How mental,
They do make me well!

But seeing tears in those eyes,
Are not as good as watching those on roses,
'Cause the rain's not the reason,
That makes her smile,
But just a slight sight of ,
Me, you and I....

Your eyes,
oh,those sparkling things,
Could never be demised,
'Cause those eyes,
yes those little things,
Are those,
Who make me smile,,,,......

I smile onto the darkness as it watches me
The dark that some would run or even flee

I laugh as I mingle in my friend's presence
He tells me a joke that others would dismiss as nonsense

But in daylight I'm under my person feeling lonely
She hugs she laughs with her friends smiling brightly

I tried to smile as if I had lips
I tried to sway as if I had hips

I mimicked her as she waved but then I realized
I'm not mimicking anything until I am with my old friend

I am but a shadow with no face only black
I am a shadow with no control under daylight I'm a wrack

But With in my old friend, dark, I am free
I could smile, laugh and scream as if I'm a banshee
The only problem is that you can't and never will see

#Psyco