Today I saw his deep brown eyes,
Today I saw through my own disguise;
I reached out my arms and hugged the
possessor of the deep brown eyes,
He reached out his arms and hugged me
I may not see those deep brown eyes tomorrow,
and maybe not the next.
Despite all my grief and sorrow, I
will hope and I will pray that he will be back soon.
That will keep the tears from falling, that keeps the
rain from falling.
I will be in his arms again, and I will see those eyes again.