Eight Billion Thoughts For You

I've Seen Blue Eyes

I'm taking this paper

Writing new lines

Nothing seem to matter, except your eyes

You haunt me day and night, and I struggle to keep myself together

But even writing those simple lines, I cry

I wish I could understand how a mere human being can hold so much power over me

I know I can't

Maybe I was born for this

Maybe I was born for loving you

Because I've seen many blue eyes, but none than yours can make me feel so alive.