If eyes are windows
And glasses magnify quality
When they mix
How do you multiply fantastic beauty
And my heart fogs over
Like a pane of glass
Can i keep my eyes in yours
While i try not to pass
A chance to be
Something more than friends
Or a boy who loves a boy
Who doesn't know he exists
Or a boy who plays piano
And a boy who has his heart
In his fist
A soliloquy of daydreams
Thrown in the lion's den
My heart is a caged bird
Who can never sing again
Believe it or not
I do better alone
Or at least that's what i say
When Ripley goes home