08-24-2012, 08:41 AM
The bluest eye's I've ever seen.. can't see me standing here...
He'll never know how much I care.. as I wipe another tear,
He looks right through into my soul.. he doesn't have a clue...
Of the raging fire that burns inside.. out of love I feel for you,
He can't see the fire burn.. or the torch I hold so high...
And I can't make him look at me.. no matter what I try,
The bluest eye's I've ever seen... holds my heart in hand..
But I've no more chance of holding him... than holding on to sand.
sg
He'll never know how much I care.. as I wipe another tear,
He looks right through into my soul.. he doesn't have a clue...
Of the raging fire that burns inside.. out of love I feel for you,
He can't see the fire burn.. or the torch I hold so high...
And I can't make him look at me.. no matter what I try,
The bluest eye's I've ever seen... holds my heart in hand..
But I've no more chance of holding him... than holding on to sand.
sg