Bright Eyes | Jenny Dowling
Watching as the gems sparkle in the sunlight, we sit there patiently waiting. We are seeing everything so clearly now as if for the first time. Those flashing lights so far away, we wonder why they won’t stay. For not all stars are meant to shine as bright, some follow you home at night. Yet as we follow we stop to think, glory be why can’t you see. So bright eyes stay, stay with me tonight.