A lyrical performance about longing for someone with green eyes. The speaker describes them as soft, limpid pools and cycles between hopeful admiration and doubt: "green eyes make my dreams come true" against the question "will they ever want me?"
1, 2, 3, 4. Your green eyes with their soft lights, your eyes that promise soft nights, bring to my soul a longing, a thirst for love divine. In dreams I seem to hold you, to find you and I unfold you. Our lips meet and our hearts too, with a thrill so sublime. Those cool and limpid green eyes, a pool wherein my love lies, so deep that in my searching for happiness, I feel that they will ever haunt me. All through my life, they'll taunt me. But will they ever want me? Green eyes make my dreams come true. Your green eyes with their soft light. Your eyes that promise bright nights. To my soul, a longing, a thirst for love divine. I'm too fuzzy to hold you. To hug you and unfold you, our lips meet and our hearts too, with a thrill so silver-like. Those cool and limpid green eyes, a pool wherein my love lies, so deep that in my searching for happiness, I fear that they will ever haunt me. All through my life they've taught me, but will they ever want me? Me green eyes, make my dreams come true.
