Somebody Else - The 1975

Living in Your Eyes

You take the flowers, mountains,
trees, rivers, valleys, canyons,
stars, the sun and moon in the sky
and pack them up in both your eyes.
Those diluted brown pupils, filled with
the Seven Wonders, legends and myths,
store the whole world as if they were
crystal balls placed at home as a decor.
Gently, you use your fingers to hold up my chin
for me to read your innocent grin.
You ask me to look into your bright eyes,
for the world is dismantled and stuffed inside.
"Look at me if you want the universe,
meanwhile, I'll see if I like what I observe."
Your starry eyes are such wonderful gifts
but this is not how I wish to live.
My world is out there with scents and sounds,
with gravity that keeps my feet on the ground.
Sometimes, to love means to let go.
Let's set free our worlds and liberate our souls.