Beauty's in the eye of the beholder
Yet there are those who hold many eyes
Eyes are the mirror of the soul
Someone had told me long ago
So we look closely at the eyes
To see the nature of the soul
And there are horrible times when we see the eyes
And they have no soul
And then we see a darkness and then we wonder
Where is their beauty? Where is their light?
But there is no beauty or light
When the eyes are soulless
Just gotta let it in
Just gotta let it in
Just gotta let it in
Sit back and let me in
Oh, let me in
Please let me in
Relax and let me in
I'll take you home
Just take my hand
I'll take you home
Just take my hand
I'll take you home
Just take my hand
