' Standing close to me close enough to reach perfect time to tell him... but I can't even put the words together. Bevelizing eyes getting in my disguise, can't you see me hiding? What am I afraid of a finding? I know what I'm thinking... but the words won't come out. If eyes could speak, one look would say everything - about the way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you dress. If eyes could speak, I wouldn't have to talk. '