Green

Green`s the color of his long lost eyes;
match made in heaven, it`z also the color of myne.

It`s deep and mysterious, lets you wonder;
why they can me you cry, make you go under.

Everytume some one whispers the word `green`;
all i think of is your gace, the last thing i`ve seen.

The funniest thing, yet sad at tha same tyme;
was that your eyes were the same exact shade as mine.

Yet everytyme i cry, there`z a difference .. just one;
my eyes gleam and glisten and shine in the sun.

Yet when you cry there`z a difference, a difference to me;
your eyes shine in tha moonlyte, and in tha nyte u can`t see.

So this is how i know with green we still bind;
because everytyme i cry, you come to mind.

And when you look into my glossy eyes, you know;
that everynyte, a tear for me you cry,
that to only me yu can show.