With eyes as dead as a black sun, she took a walk.
She never really was one to talk.
With those eyes she couldn’t see a thing.
She was cold and thought life had no meaning.
She thought there was no beauty in this cold world.
She only knew the pain, or so I’ve heard.
But how can you see anyone,
When you have eyes as dead as a black sun.
And you never show your face,
I think its time for a change of pace.
When your eyes are seen closely,
They seem to shimmer, but their dead mostly.
So let’s change that fact, shall we?
Let’s make you what you wanna be.
we'll have fun all night till tomorrow,
And then the sun will be soft and mellow.
Because the morning light is loving,
And above all it’s stunning.
So can you see me clearly?
Well, I guess you can’t see anyone,
When you have eyes like a dying sun.
and you hardly show your face,
I think its time we change the pace.
Let your face be shown to the world,
And let your sad, sad, story be heard.
And find a place you really love,
Just please don’t tell me that your from above.
Because when you are really happy,
You don’t care, and be what you want to be.
And your eyes looked so real,
That I though you were an angel.
And now you can see everyone,
With eyes as alive as the burning sun.
And now you show your face,
I think its time to stay in place.
Because, when you have eyes like a black sun,
You can’t really see anyone.
Becouse, when you have eyes like a black sun,
You cant really see anyone.
