Angel Eyes

Keith M. Roberts, copyright 1993 - 2016.

I look at the woman that you are,
silhouetted by the full moon and the sea,
trembling before the falling of a star,
what has been, what is being and will be.

I long to hold you in my arms
under the stars above you,
to sing to the heavens of you,
to love you, just to love you,
Angel Eyes.

A lifetime of searching left me bare
to the spray in the moonlight upon your skin,
and the sweet scented oil in your hair,
it enfolds me, it holds me again and again.

How I long to hold you in my arms
under the stars above you,
I sing to the heavens of you
to love, just to love you ,
Angel Eyes.

Like the way that you feel on the first day of spring,
So wild and alive you could do anything.
It's the way that I feel before you,
a stranger in the dark its all I can do
is to long to hold you in my arms
under the stars above you,
I sing to the heavens of you,
to love you, just to love you,
Angel Eyes

I look at the woman that you are
silhouetted by the full moon and the sea,
trembling before the falling of a star,
what has been, what is being, and will be.
I long to hold you in my arms
under the stars above you,
to sing to the heavens of you,
to love, just to love you
Angel Eyes