There are those boys with earthly eyes
Their eyes are like the ground
You walk and walk, kickin' up dirt
But they don't make a sound
And when they kiss you, they sometimes leave 'em open
To make sure you don't drown
Yeah, the sweetest eyes, the truest eyes are probably dark brown
There are those boys with golden hazel eyes
The colour of weak tea
They spend
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