In His Eyes
LESLIE BRICUSSE, FRANK N. WILDHORN
I sit and watch the rain,
And see my tears run down the window pane.
I sit and watch the sky,
And I can hear it heave a sigh.
I think of him,
How we were.
And when I think of him,
Then I remember,
Remember.
In his Eyes I can see
Where my heart longs to be.
In his eyes
I see a gentle glow.
And that's where I'll be safe,
I know.
Will his reveil to me?
Promises or lies?
But he can't comceal from me
The love in his eyes.
His eyes
His eyes
His eyes
The look that in you'll find me.
Lovers mourn for anyone,
Now I realize.
Everything I'm living for
Is there in his eyes