His Eyes

There's something in his eyes
Behind the flecks of gold
And the shades of amber I adore.
There's something that makes me.

I remember the first time we spoke.
My lips were dry yet overflowing with words.
He just smiled, laughed while I freaked out
'Cause I had never felt so much.
So suddenly, so fast, was it too soon?

There's something in his eyes
Behind the remnants of a sunset
And the fallen leavs of autum I cherish.
There's something that makes me.

I remember the first time we kissed.
Even before his lips touched mine, I knew,
I knew he was different from all the rest,
As he held me in those safe arms close to him.
He caught me that night 'cause I fell so hard.

There's something in his eyes
Behind the drips of hazel
And the drops of honey I love.
There's something that makes me.

I remember the first time I cried,
Even though he promised I never would.
His sweet words said he was sorry
That he never meant to hurt me
But I wasn't the one his heart wanted.

There's something his eyes
Behind the splatter of copper
And the splash of rust I miss.
There's something that breaks me.