Sad eyes
Those pretty sad eyes
Sad eyes those pretty Sad eyes
Green as the hills
Depthful as the lakes
Sad eyes those pretty Sad eyes
Sad eyes those pretty sad eyes
Flow with the grace of the moon
Waves to shore
Waves to soothing shore
Waves to shore
Sad eyes
Those pretty Sad eyes
Those Sad pretty eyes
They're touched by the
The moon's very own mist
They're touched by the
Moon's very own kiss
Embrace us
with those
Sad pretty eyes
Those Sad pretty eyes
They're touched by the
The moon's very own mist
They're touched by the
Moon's very own kiss
Reynaldo Casison
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