I see myself,
And I like what I see,
Neither who I want to be,
Nor what some wish I was,
Just me.
In your eyes,
Which stare into mine,
Honest and loving,
Soothing and gentle,
They make me believe.
And I like what I see,
Neither who I want to be,
Nor what some wish I was,
Just me.
In your eyes,
Which stare into mine,
Honest and loving,
Soothing and gentle,
They make me believe.