Through my eyes

Through my eyes

I don't care what you see, your mirrors tell you lies, I can see the Goddess, standing right before my eyes

You may see a tired girl, or a showdow of your the former you, you may have some wrinkles, I'm afraid that's probably true

But when I look into your face, I see a woman beyond compare, she's beautiful and sexy, full of love and care

Your eyes may have cried a thousand tears, they may cry a thousand more, one thing is for certain, no man could love you more

My heart beats your name, the beat for you is strong, it holds you tight within my chest, the place where you belong

So when you send a picture, know my eyes light up with joy, its a special gift from my beauty, to her London boy

So what you see everyday, may not always make you smile, remember there's a someone, who loves you all the while

For i see the real you, the beauty that you hide, i think you are stunning and have your pictures by my side

So go up to your mirror, try looking through my eyes, you might find a Goddess hiding, but to me thats no surprise

I saw her the first day, when your pictures pinged my phone, you're stunning and you're beautiful, to me you feel like home

Ron