Through My Eyes

⸻

🎵 Title: “Through My Eyes”

Style: Soulful acoustic folk/country ballad with warm, steady picking and emotional intimacy

⸻

She stands in the mirror, tugging at her dress

Says, “These lines on my face are such a mess”

She sighs at the curve that used to feel tight

But all I see is a woman glowing in the light

She shakes her head and turns away

But if she saw what I see every day…

⸻

She’d see fire, not fading — she’d see wild, not worn

She’d see sexy in places she thinks are torn

She calls it age, I call it grace

Every wrinkle and scar, I still want to trace

I wish she could see herself through my eyes

She’s still my dream, still my high

⸻

She jokes about brain fog, forgets what she said

Lays down feeling heavy, too tired for bed

But her laugh makes the dark feel like June

And I still get lost in her walking into the room

She feels out of rhythm, a little off beat

But baby, you still knock me off my feet

⸻

She’d see fire, not fading — she’d see wild, not worn

She’d see sexy in places she thinks are torn

She calls it saggy, I call it sweet

She’s more woman now than she’s ever been to me

I wish she could see herself through my eyes

She’s still my magic, my reason why

⸻

If only she could steal this lens of mine

She’d see a goddess still learning how to shine

Age can’t dull what was made to glow

And love like this only grows

⸻

She’d see fire, not fading — she’d see wild, not worn

She’d see beauty where she thinks she’s been torn

She calls it older, I call it rare

She’s art in motion, soul laid bare

I wish she could see herself through my eyes

She’s still my forever, my sweetest surprise

⸻