Green Eyes

The sun will walk into your Green Eyes And choose to stay And I too with my eyes of blue Would do the same Cuz with every chance Of a passing glance I swear there's something more And the things you do Little moments too Drop me to the floor The stars will melt into your words Like desert rain And I too am imbued With what you say Cuz every word Sounds like Beethoven's Third As it leaves your lips So your name Holds a world of fame To my fingertips But still I know What we call a rose Would be just as sweet Yeah, I know What we call a rose Is just as sweet