In Your Eyes

You have blue eyes,
Eyes the color of heaven
And to heaven you shall give A account
Of the evil you do to with them

Sweet lover, oh, sweet lover
When thee come across I sight,
Even my own eyelashes
Are in my light.

Your eyes are full of sweetness
Your lips are full of fear,
And while your lips breathe:
They say "Leave Me!"
Your eyes cry out: "Come Here!"

They say that black is Depressing
I say that isn't true'
For you, my love, to have black hair
And you are my happiness.

When I saw you coming in
I said to my heart:
"What a pretty little stone
to stumble on to!"

Your love is a burning wildfire
That dances in your soul,
I hope to find your heart's desire
To learn to love and hold on forever