That to me is what your eyes are,
Soft as stars in April skies are,
Tell me some day you’ll fulfill
Their promise of a thrill.
Flashing eyes in which my hopes rise,
Let me show you where my heart lies.
Let me prove that it adores
That loveliness of yours.
All my life I’ve felt
Content to stargaze at the skies.
Now I only want to to melt
The stardust in your eyes.
When if ever, will my lips know
If It’s me for whom those eyes glow?
Makes no diff’rence where you are,
Your eyes still hold my wishing star,
Oh, Star Eyes, how lovely you are.