1.19.2009

Eyes Of The Beholder



The oft repeated words of love
Their lustre lost on me,
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder,
But what if their eyes are blind
When they chance to see me?

The flowers bloom when I turn away
My tears turn the water to grey,
The butterflies see the heart
Their world isnt crowded enough
With what the people have to say.

The dawn must be coming
The dusk can't live for long.
I wait for the sky to turn to gold
The sun beating down on me,
As I start to write a new song.

See the way I smile for you
Feel the warmth, thats all you need.
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder,
But what if their eyes are blind
When they chance to see me?


Signing Out,
Opening The Eyes

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