In your eyes I see a question
I see you longing for better times
I see you hunched over and tired,
Always paying for someone else’s crimes

In your eyes,
Those deep oceans of blue
I see years,
Of being told what to do

I see your struggle
Like a bird with clipped wings
And I see you smiling
At the smallest of things.

I see you hands
Two prunes wrinkled with age
And I watch your performance
Though you never take the stage.

Your life is a song
A melody that makes me cry,
For the message is clear
As the cloudless sky.

You see a rose
When the rest see a thorn,
And you hold it together,
When all else is torn.

You hear a lullaby
When the rest hear the baby’s cries,
And only you know how
To make the sweetest goodbyes.

In your eyes I see a sunflower
Shimmering through the fog and rain
And I hope the look in your eyes
Always stays the same.