Eyes of forlorn
Dancing in solitude
For so long
Right or wrong
I'm writing songs about
Your eyes of forlorn
It turns and it twirls
The thought of sharing
The heat of a summer morning
With our bodies intertwined
As your lips pucker up
With a howling appetite
And the enemy is the light
Of a crippling beaten heart
That won't stop cherishing
How your
Eyes of forlorn
Been dancing in solitude
For so long
And its right or its wrong
But I'm writing songs about
Your eyes of forlorn
But I don't know if I'll know
I wonder if I'll know
If your eyes of forlorn
Will ever look at me and say
Oh no, I think I'm in love