I sit and wastch the rain,
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And see my tears run down the window pane.
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I sit and watch the sky,
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And I can hear it breathe a sigh.
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I think of him, how we were,
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And when I think if him, then I remember...
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In his eyes I can see
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Where my heart longs to be.
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In his eyes I see a gentle glow,
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And that's where I'll be safe, I know,
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Safe in his arms, close to his heart.
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But I don't know quite where to start.
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By looking in his eyes
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Will I see beyond tomorrow?
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By looking in his eyes
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Will I see beyond the sorrow that I feel?
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Will his eyes reveal to me
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promises or lies?
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But he can't conceal to me
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The love in his eyes.
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I know their every look,
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They're like an open book,
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But most of all the look
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That hypnotized me.
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If I am wise, I will walk away, and gladly.
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But sadly I am not wise.
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It's hard to talk away
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The memories that you prize.
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Love is worth forgiving for,
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Now I realize
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Ev'rything worth living for
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Is there in his eyes.
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In His Eyes (from `Áöų ¾Ø ÇÏÀ̵å`)
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