It's midnight
And I'm sitting in my empty room
Thinking of you...
You and your talkative eyes

I'm gazing at that silver moonlight
To remember your intrepid eyes and coy lips!
I heard your love but only from your eyes
NOT        from         your        lips.

Doors are open, ways are hidden and
I'm waiting for your repass through these hidden ways!

As I fell in love with you
The sky cried for me
And now each time I see its cry
I think of you and your talkative eyes!