Words can have so many meanings
And sometimes I can see things
In between the lines

There's so many words in my
Vocabulary, and I don't know why but
I want to describe your eyes

Yet I can't find the right ones
To accurately capture them
Because they're the pretty kinds

That when I feel lonely, hold me tight
They're like stars shining bright
They keep me up at night

Maybe those words were right
Analogies are not too precise, but usually
They're clearer than sunlight

I've spoken enough
My mouth stays shut
For words can be left
in thought.
No need to have it said
And I love that.

And it reads:
In between the lines
I want to describe your eyes
Because they're the pretty kinds
They keep me up at night
They're clearer than sunlight
And I love that.