  Brown eyes for passion and blue eyes for life, Pink eyes and green eyes and black eyes for strife, But the eyes of my love are grey. Bright eyes that are happy, dull eyes that are sad, Wide innocent eyes and eyes to make mad, But I love the soft eyes that are grey. I love the soft eyes that are grey, love, And grey’ll be the eyes of the angels above, For in heaven your eyes will be grey. |
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