Through These Eyes



Through these eyes I have seen the world
Lived my dreams in a thousend ways
With my treasures and my memories
Now I wait for the end of days
A rose that is old and dry
And a mirror that's broken
But through these eyes they come to life again
And then the rose begins to bloom and shine again
I must be dreaming
And in the mirror there is a face, I'm young again
I must be dreaming
Through these eyes
Through these eyes I have seen so much
In a changing world that is made for the young
And not for the ones who are left behind
I still have my photographs
Of where we would laugh and run
Now almost forgotten
But through the darkness I can see a light
And then the sun begins to shine
I see my friends
I must be dreaming
They're reaching out to hold my hand
We're young again
I must be dreaming
Through these eyes
Through these eyes
The Hands Of Man