Behind Your Eyes

Maybe theres a little smile
Behind your cool stare
Maybe your thinking something
Maybe you just dont care

A little smirk on your face
Surpassed in your head
Your eyes writing some scene
Like a sharpened piece of lead

Dancing along the banks of France
Or prehaps with the clock on the highest tower
Waiting for it to ring, ring ring
That fateful midnight hour

You've opened your heart before
And maybe it didnt work out right
But I'll tell ya something
Theres always the next day as seen behind your eyes.