Eyes of a Poet (Les yeux d’un Poète)

I found my way into a coffee shop As I was driving around I took a sip of my cappuccino I sat there staring at my phone Then her eyes Shined like diamonds From across the room Her lips were bright red She was singing Here comes the sun She's got the eyes of a poet And they're speaking to me And I love what they say She's got the eyes of a poet and a lust for life Les Yeux D'un Poète My imagination took me sailing To the edge of Paradise And I felt like Hemingway On a journey Somewhere near the end of the earth I felt the beat The rhythm of the rhyme Coming from the look in her eyes I was on an adventure I went from Key West to Paris She's got the eyes of a poet And they're speaking to me And I love what they say She's got the eyes of a poet And a lust for life And it's easy to see She's got the eyes of a poet And they're speaking to me And I love what they say She's got the eyes of a poet And a lust for life Les Yeux D'un Poète She's got the eyes of a poet And they're speaking to me (Speaking to me) And I love what they say She's got the eyes of a poet And a lust for life And it's easy to see (She's a poet) She's got the eyes of a poet And they're speaking to me (Speaking to me) And I love what they say She's got the eyes of a poet And a lust for life (She's a poet) Les Yeux D'un Poète