And you walk around for hours.
And you don't know how to say that something's wrong.
Somethings changed and you let it go away.
And you wouldn't have the heart to say anyway
But little did you know that she had a plan so slow
But in a sense to mends it takes time for hers to give in
To those refreshing eyes have seen everyday,
Well I've seen them too but anyway.
What were your eyes so, so smooth?
And it's what I had planned.