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The Eyes of Love
In the eyes of the soft wind
She blows. Where she's going-
who knows. Love comes and goes
every now and then
with a passion so strong...so fast.
Here she comes to look upon me once again
with her gentle eyes and her beautiful past.
O how I wish I could roam with her
in the endless skies toward the angels cries
and look at love through Love's eyes.
But it seems her beauty never lasts,
At least not with the passion of a constant stream
to quench my thirsty dreams
from the crusty sand in this dry sea.
O soft wind, please stay with me.
I can't see the truth through the lies
without your eyes and your purity.
O Love, freely blow upon me for all eternity
copyrights 2008
Robert Anthony James
She blows. Where she's going-
who knows. Love comes and goes
every now and then
with a passion so strong...so fast.
Here she comes to look upon me once again
with her gentle eyes and her beautiful past.
O how I wish I could roam with her
in the endless skies toward the angels cries
and look at love through Love's eyes.
But it seems her beauty never lasts,
At least not with the passion of a constant stream
to quench my thirsty dreams
from the crusty sand in this dry sea.
O soft wind, please stay with me.
I can't see the truth through the lies
without your eyes and your purity.
O Love, freely blow upon me for all eternity
copyrights 2008
Robert Anthony James
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The Eyes of Love
The Eyes of Love