Brown Eyes

What kind of stories do you tell,

Oh brown eyed, sad eyed


What kind of secrets do you


What are you hiding oh brown

Eyed, bright eyed story,

Tell me

Tell me

Tell me

What you know



When I imagine love with you, It’s calming, it’s challenging,

It’s everything I want it to be –

I see the smiling, the laughing, the kissing

But it isn’t, isn’t,

Isn’t you, isn’t me,

Isn’t either of us

When I imagine love with you,

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t –

I don’t see it.