Beautiful Disaster
Her Eyes (Old)
Her eyes so often
Lit with wonder
Are now dark
With uncertainty
Her stare as cold
As winter's frigid breeze
Tension finds no ease
She says nothing
But that says it all
She is the keeper of secrets
The voice of dispar
The owner of a broken heart
That they tear
From a distant she seems
Relaxed and loose
But if you dare to draw nearer
She's broken and bruised
And if you come a little closer
You will see
That girl
Is the very core of me.
Lit with wonder
Are now dark
With uncertainty
Her stare as cold
As winter's frigid breeze
Tension finds no ease
She says nothing
But that says it all
She is the keeper of secrets
The voice of dispar
The owner of a broken heart
That they tear
From a distant she seems
Relaxed and loose
But if you dare to draw nearer
She's broken and bruised
And if you come a little closer
You will see
That girl
Is the very core of me.
