Your eyes, they rove
In every stranger's face
Everyman's face
With a wide eyed admiration
And so it does, everywhere in space
A tender touch is a killing one
When a man's desperate for any love
That touch could fool any stranger's heart
Now tell me
Is it innocence or women's games
That makes your eyes gaze
In every stranger's face,
Everyman's face,
And everywhere in space?
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