Listening to: The Police - Every Breath You Take
Feeling: infuriated
In Your Eyes
I know my
Clothes don't quite
Fit my body shape well.
I hope my
Dreams are right:
That to you I could tell:
In your eyes
I'm everything but an imperfect man.
I'll never ask why
Promise not to cry?
I'll keep that promise whenever I can.
I'll try to hold
These till I fold
So you can remind me of what I am
And that I'm everything to you.
I know my
Hair is kind
Of shaggy and ragged.
I could try,
Try to find
How not to be jagged.
I'm not everything you see me as
I'd be amazed when I can glance
In the mirror and see
The things you see me to be.
When I'm staring at a handsome face
That's when I will be amazed.
Yet, In your eyes
I'm everything but an imperfect man.
I'll never ask why
Promise not to cry?
I'll keep that promise whenever I can.
I'll try to hold
These till I fold
So you can remind me of what I am
And that I'm everything to you.
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