I saw your eyes again tonight,
Just where you don't want to know.
I saw them with a pleased look that soon turned as cold as snow.
I heard your beautiful voice, which became cold as stone.
I lived through these things
In my dreams
Shaking me to my core.
What would you say if you knew I'd seen all this and more?
For in my dreams every night,
While my brain takes flight,
It's your eyes reflecting the moonlight,
With every word I write.