Crystal Eyes
written by Gary Marks © 1978 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Very soon the moon becomes the light.
Slowly as the sun sets down
smell of falling leaves
whisper memories sweet
circling together in time.
 
Crystal eyes
in oh so many ways,
like the stars that shine above.
Wandering through the darkness
two crystal stars kiss
shinning like one star together.
 
Morning arose
smells sweet to greet the sky.
Sun arrives to warm my eyes,
searching past the dreams
and the drifting seasons
feeling you dancing inside.