through these eyes i have seen the world lived my dreams in a thousand ways with my treasures and my memories now i wait for the end of days a rose that is old and dry and a mirror that s broken but through these eyes they come to life again and then the rose begins to bloom and shine again i must be dreaming and in the mirror there is a face i m young again i must be dreaming through these eyes through these eyes i have seen so much in a changing world that is made for the young and not for the ones who are left behind i still have my photographs of where we would laugh and run now almost forgotten but through the darkness i can see a light and then the sun begins to shine i see my friends i must be dreaming they re reaching out to hold my hand we re young again i must be dreaming through these eyes through these eyes