Helen O'Connell
Green Eyes
Green Eyes
Your green eyes with their soft lights,
Your eyes that promise sweet nights
Bring to my soul a long - ing, a thirst for love divine.
In dreams I seem to hold you, to find you and enfold you;
Our lips meet, and our hearts, too, with a thrill so sublime.
Those cool and limpid green eyes,
A pool where in my love lies
So deep that in my searching
For happiness, I fear
That they will ever haunt me,
All through my life they'll taunt me,
But will they ever want me, Green Eyes?
Make my dreams come true
Green Eyes
Green Eyes
Your green eyes with their soft lights,
Your eyes that promise sweet nights
Bring to my soul a long - ing, a thirst for love divine.
In dreams I seem to hold you, to find you and enfold you;
Our lips meet, and our hearts, too, with a thrill so sublime.
Those cool and limpid green eyes,
A pool where in my love lies
So deep that in my searching
For happiness, I fear
That they will ever haunt me,
All through my life they'll taunt me,
But will they ever want me, Green Eyes?
Make my dreams come true