They catch my gaze, and sway my thinking
It's a new state of feeling in which I'm sinking
Your eyes tell me what your lips will not
Theres a deep abundance of emotion becoming a melting pot
But to uncover such lids, the deepen the plot
There needs something to happen, a great deal, a lot
Let your eyes speak with no filter, no locks
Even if in your mind, the voices mock
Those wandering eyes, waiting for something more
A currency of new meaning, of which I'm poor
But don't let me stop you, or hold you back
Even if it means you are the substance of which I lack
