My eyes are the clear windows to my soul,

I close them like curtains to hide, conceal,

A secret that has left a burning hole,

In my heart that has a truth to reveal.

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It's obvious that I'm a fool in love,

As rain falls on the clear windows in tears,

Eyes can't lie, honesty they're part of,

Do the windows reflect my hopes and fears?

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In mirror images you see the truth,

The curtains are opened to my clear soul,

Mystery gone, can't tell you an untruth,

Just want to run in arms that will console.

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