These eyes are heavy, these eyes are tired,
revealing sadness somewhere behind a smile.
These eyes have searched darkness for His guiding light.
These eyes reveal another restless night.
These eyes find TRUTH, hidden in silly lies.
It’s easy to read my heart, just open your eyes.
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