Rosey Those Eyes
Watched my misery, a broken hearted casualty
Turn to butterflies, when I looked into those eyes
Went from a pauper, cheap scotch and tap water
To sippin vintage wines, when I looked into those eyes
Sewed a bad seed, refined and treated me to high society
Took a barren girl, fertilized and bred her one happy family
So stimulated, impetuous, intoxicated, and mostly satisfied
Since I looked into those eyes
So unassuming, how could you know
What you were doing in my life
With one spin, my whole world would begin again
In your eyes
No more a victim
No lack-lust or depression in this head of mine
Since I looked into, Oh and what a view
How I wish you could see it too
In those eyes