In the Pool of Your Eyes

Your eyes are a deep, deep pool,

And baby, I’m a fool who dove too soon.

Can’t tell if they’re soft or cruel,

If I found my heart or my doom.

You look at me like a secret song,

And I lose my rhythm every time too long.

Girl, your silence cuts like wine—

Sweet and bitter, both divine.

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In the pool of your eyes, I lose my ground,

Don’t know if it’s love or if I’ve been bound.

You pull me close, then you turn away,

And I’m begging your gaze to stay.

Baby doll, don’t make me guess tonight,

Am I your wrong or your right?

My knees go weak when you draw me near,

But I can’t tell if I should run or cheer.

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You speak in sighs, not words, my dear,

Every look’s a riddle I can’t hear.

You smile like you’re hiding pain,

Then you kiss me—God, I’m lost again.

Your love’s a mirror, smoke and shade,

Every truth in your touch feels handmade.

If I die tonight beneath your stare,

At least I’ll know I lived somewhere.

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Play it slow, piano man,

Give me time to understand.

Is her heart a flame or ice?

Either way, I’ll pay the price.

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In the pool of your eyes, I’m hypnotized,

Drowning slow in your sweet disguise.

Baby girl, you’re heaven’s crime,

I’d do it all again, one more time.

If I fall, I’ll fall in style—

Right into your gaze, and smile.

(Soft hum outro: “mmm… those eyes…”)