Soft Eyes
Thomas Reid
You saw me when I was small
A buzzing fly up on your wall
Eye contact makes me want to swear
Tangled up by your let down hair
Soft Eyes
There's so much to say
But darling I'm leaving
Darling I'm leaving
Your soft eyes makes my body shake
A mystery of what to say
Carbon fills my lungs to burst
Swallow down all these reaching words
Soft Eyes
There's so much to say
But darling I'm leaving
Darling I'm leaving
You won't ever hear
But darling I'm leaving
And I won't say goodbye
