In Her Eyes

Those quiet times when I look at her,
I see years of regret, she'd love to forget.
I can tell her insides are drenched with pain.
One day she'll explain the reason for
the blank look in her eyes... Tell me the story
behind those black tears that she cries.
When that day comes, I'll be there to mend
the pieces of her broken heart.
If that day never comes I'll always be her glue
and do those things I always do that
stop her falling apart at the seams.