His pretty eyes could tell such time,
Time passing in the silent keys,
Keys hit on the note by his beauty,
Beauty of a boy of depths greater than the seas.
Seven wonders of a world hidden,
Hidden deep within his pretty eyes,
Eyes so deep they can't describe,
Describe the feeling in my heart.
A heart so untouched and pure,
Pure with love and untitled feelings,
Feelings for him can't be explained,
Explained from mute to deaf and back again.
And these feelings remain quite unrequited,
Unrequited love as a tragedy,
Tragedy falls on the pure and innocent,
Innocent as a pair of pretty eyes.
Deceitful as a tunnel that ends in light,
Light reflected off of gorgeous brown eyes,
Eyes belonging to no one but a part of a boy,
A boy who has stolen my heart.
