After desperate tries, I tried to surmise
what lies behind her morning eyes.
She makes me weak, or so I am told,
when her sunlit eyes meet mine.
Deep inside, anxiety waits for our time to come,
pleasing morning eyes that take in sunrise.
Let the sun filter through the blinds,
as I wonder what she sees in me.
Morning eyes, take me to where you hide.
Expose what's behind your beauty and charm,
let me into your mind, as I lay at your side.
Morning eyes, don't steal all of the sun
Lift those pretty lashes, it can't do no harm --
before the moon rises, am I the one?
After desperate tries, I tried to surmise
what lies behind her morning eyes.
She made me weak, at least I'm told,
when her sunlit eyes met mine.
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