In Cyndi's Eyes

Revealing words that somehow come true
From the lace around your neck til the time
we met somehow Cyndi knows

Viewing in the shadows waiting for this to
show
Smoke trailing from your cigarette filling
the air the room begins to grow

Gazing into my thoughts now as I turn to
look upon your face
The light reveals the softness of oceans in
the depths brown eyes that Cyndi know

Cast into darkness as it turns and goes
The mistress on the roam
Into the solitude of your gentle rain
Cyndi knows