From the depths of your eyes, I can see they're all lies.
Yet I want to believe. Does that make me naive?

Oh but those eyes, those eyes...I am lost in those eyes.

So I'll shut myself off. No, I'll cut myself off.
The mind will protect what the heart would infect.

Oh but your eyes, your eyes...I am lost in your eyes.

So before I decree what my own doom will be,
let me reason the cause for my treason.

Oh but those eyes, those eyes....I am lost...