When that single teardrop falls from her eyes,
She seems to hide without disguise,
In a world of people who live on lies;
And never stop to consider why.
When here eye is a window to see into,
And you can clearly see the pain she went through,
You might ignore all her need like you don't have a clue;
'Cuz you never quite know until you've been through it too.
When the sea in her eyes is waving and crashing,
And the emotions inside are endlessly thrashing,
She is waiting for something that may never end up leaving;
But will fly on above her and taunt her as she's dreaming.
Each pair of eyes you happen to see,
Hold secrets inside them that might not always be,
Something that identifies with you and me;
But love and care should set them free.
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