Your eyes see through my wicked lies,
way down deep inside,
into my soul were you plant beautiful butterfly's,
that dance around us underneath the moon rise.
Your eyes your eyes they are so bright,
for now my world will never be compromised,
with the darkness of my own demise.
Your eyes flow through my sole like the night sky,
lite up by all the firefly's,
its to bad your just a stranger passing by with no goodbyes...
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