From the heart's lore, to the eyes' soft tongue,
From the heart's lore, the words have begun,
A story unfolds, a whispered plea,
Now watch where it leads, where it will be.
From the heart's lore, to the eyes' soft tongue.
Shy emotions, they stir and awake,
Timid feelings, their slumber forsake,
Hidden melodies start to softly chime,
Ashamed of themselves, they reach their time.
A story unfolds, a whispered plea,
Now watch where it leads, where it will be.
From the heart's lore, to the eyes' soft tongue.
In whose eyes, questions we've often found,
In whose eyes, questions still abound,
Memories bloom, where desert thoughts roam,
Spring in their embrace, to autumn's home.
From the heart's lore, to the eyes' soft tongue,
A story unfolds, the words have begun,
Now watch where it leads, where it will be.
From the heart's lore, to the eyes' soft tongue.
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