How many hearts have you caused to sing
How many dreams have you clipped' their wing
How many ears have you made to ring
Oh eyes that draw me so.
How great was the lover, that you crushed before
How strong was his soul, before you took and tore
How much did he love you, till his heart was sore
Oh eyes that draw me so.
How tall are the mountains, that you 'ave climbed
How sweet are the grapes, that grow from her vines
How could I let myself fall, and grow so intertwined
Oh eyes that draw me so.
Power you hold, and power you'll use
To cut this man, and the next man through
Over his shell, and to the core of truth
Oh eyes that draw me so.
Like diamonds in a frame, that I can't hold anymore
Each single memory, I held and adore
I hope he is the one, whoever you are for
Oh eyes that draw me so.
-J.K.C.
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