Tired eyes

They say the eyes are the window to the soul
So why do I see dirt and regret every time you look at me?  
Staring into your soul  
Into a flower bed with dead weeds, no life in sight    
You made me feel like a queen, and now I feel like that flower bed    
I could have sworn your eyes were blue when we first met 
As full of life as you made me feel  
But now I see they're as brown as the dirt within your soul  
Each kiss, each touch, each sweet lullaby you ever told me are now as dead as the flowers you neglected  
I call them lullabies because they helped me sleep, but now that you're gone
I know that they're not real and I don't sleep  
My heart has become the weeds  
I wish I didn't love you  
Because now my green thumb is itching and I just want to bring you back to life again  
Seeing those blue eyes used to give me hope  
But now the light in your eyes have gone out and I'm left without a dream  
No goodbye, just fruitless lies  
I loved and still love you for you  
Even with your dead and tired eyes  
I still look for that gleam of hope to return to your eyes    
For you to love me again  
But you just had to go, and it hurt to see those eyes go dark    
Leaving my world so cold and alone  
But they're still here    
Maybe not with me  
But those tired eyes are still alive, and one day they'll shine for me.