Complications whence arise When I'm looking to your eyes Are the green or are they grey? I smile before you look away I wonder if I your sing could lay I don't like (don't...) I would if I colud make everything O.K. Not much we can do but wait another day And hope relieving hit or way. When sadness springs is a silent friend I guess my word for heart to comprehend For our own hearts. I would if I colud make everything O.K Not much we can do but wait another day And hope some releaving in or way. When the stillness is around in you I wait and listen your to heart beating.