Your Eyes Dianne Copyright 2000 Stan Lyness   4/4 pop, male voice	dialup listen
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I like my love life under control,
chain my emotions deep in my soul.
So not until just recently
could feelings make a fool of me.

But lately livin's been given to
senseless devotion - following you.
Whatever made me believe I can
resist what's in your eyes Dianne,
what's in your eyes:
    the fire from the stars at night,
    the blue of August skies,
    the romance of the city lights,
    are pourin' from your eyes,
    your eyes, Dianne.

Who would have figured I could become
such an old fool while still so young.
I'm just beginning to understand
the power in your eyes Dianne,
powerful eyes:
    they have me wand'rin' in a daze;
    they have me hypnotized;
    I'm crumblin' underneath their gaze,
    so haunting are your eyes,
    your eyes, Dianne.

I've been so decent all of my life -
sweet to my parents, true to my wife.
Now tell me what sort of evil man
can you see through your eyes, Dianne?