I never see the light of day of you
I follow the night vision of my heart
Gone across the oceans—The color of your eyes
Flown into the sky—The color of your eyes
Lost from the tactile sense—The color of your eyes
My skin remembers—The color of your eyes is not really blue
I carry your love in all my garments
Sewn and ironed securely within the kiss of seams
Flutter with the ribbons—The color of your eyes
Held beneath the buttons—The color of your eyes
Inside hem and harness—The color of your eyes
My skin remembers—The color of your eyes is not really blue
The space between the notes, not the tones
Creates the resonance and beauty of harmony
More than just a memory—The color of your eyes
Sweet salve on the soul—The color of your eyes
Always whole, always healed—The color of your eyes
My skin remembers—The color of your eyes is not really blue