They're called bedroom eyes....
They live on my face and they tell no lies.
They represent the fire that makes him rise, all the little secrets he'll find inside.
Last night they glimmered but not to my surprise, he toured my body to where heat resides.
I saw his face and it held no disguise, he gave it to me, the most coveted prize.
He whispered to my heart the love inside, I felt it so strong, it watered my eyes.
He stroked my hair in two smooth glides, and kissed my lips to muffle my cries...
He captured my pain and I forgave his lies, he held me close til it was time to arise.
They live on my face and they tell no lies, they've captured his heart... My bedroom eyes.
They live on my face and they tell no lies.
They represent the fire that makes him rise, all the little secrets he'll find inside.
Last night they glimmered but not to my surprise, he toured my body to where heat resides.
I saw his face and it held no disguise, he gave it to me, the most coveted prize.
He whispered to my heart the love inside, I felt it so strong, it watered my eyes.
He stroked my hair in two smooth glides, and kissed my lips to muffle my cries...
He captured my pain and I forgave his lies, he held me close til it was time to arise.
They live on my face and they tell no lies, they've captured his heart... My bedroom eyes.
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