Sandstorm

Windows to the soul

Is it true when they say that the eyes are the windows to the soul?
Because if they are, what do mine say?
I see the eyes of the girl I can't live without, and hers scream for love.
I see the eyes of the women that means everything to me, and hers are in longing.
I see the eyes of the one who loves me, and hers are pure.
I see the eyes of the girl I will always defend and hers are angry.
And of the boy, I've lived my whole life with and his are lonely.
Or of the girl who changed my world, and hers are broken and can't be repaired.
But when I see mine, I see nothing.