The girl with the most beatiful eyes
has never looked at me.
Not ever a glimpse, not ever a smile,
his eyes only see through the window,
why do you stare at the street?
Are you thinking or are you just ignoring me?
Beautiful eyes, I'm leavin'
and you hardly noticed me.
Let our encounter be a fantasy.
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