Your eyes

Loving is an art, we got it wrong from the start. We made love before, now our love's become a war. A thing that seemed so right, has turned into a bitter fight. It's driving me insane, I just want to stroll down lover's lane. Your eyes, what do they see? When they sting me like a bee, and numb me with surprise. Your eyes, when your hope fades, they can cut like razorblades, and turn my blood to ice. We can't see eachother the way we used to do. And slowly everything is changing, into something scary and new. I wanna scream "I love you", but the words don't come out right. I wanna throw my arms around you, but I keep my distance, stuck here with my pride...