Eyes looking on me,
eyes which just see.
Green eyes,
nice like sun rise.
When I turn back,
they are there,
then I turn my neck,
and I know you don´t care.
Nobody understand me,
but I think,
just your eyes can see.
Can see everythink what I feel.
But stop talking about that stupid thing.
I feel in love with the bad boy, we can´t be together.
That´s all what´s your eyes saying.
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