Soil Eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
The forest leaves, your earth's blanket
And yes, you keep the trees alive
The snow is awfully cold this winter,
The forest needs you to survive
When the sun comes back and melts the ice,
The blue will settle in the sky
The forest will grow back its beautiful green,
You'll color everyone else's eyes
Everyone else's eyes
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
Let's plant some flowers there
Your eyes remind me of a tree, wet with raindrops from a storm
Tall and strong, soft and lifegiving, your eyes remind me of a home
A leather sofa, mahogany bookshelves, and somebody that you trust
Oh I can smell the ink and paper, oh my heart just might combust
My heart might combust
Your eyes so dark that mine need to readjust
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
Let's plant some flowers there
Your eyes so dark that mine need to readjust
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
Soil eyes
The forest leaves, your earth's blanket
And yes, you keep the trees alive
The snow is awfully cold this winter,
The forest needs you to survive
When the sun comes back and melts the ice,
The blue will settle in the sky
The forest will grow back its beautiful green,
You'll color everyone else's eyes
Everyone else's eyes
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
Let's plant some flowers there
Your eyes remind me of a tree, wet with raindrops from a storm
Tall and strong, soft and lifegiving, your eyes remind me of a home
A leather sofa, mahogany bookshelves, and somebody that you trust
Oh I can smell the ink and paper, oh my heart just might combust
My heart might combust
Your eyes so dark that mine need to readjust
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
And you may say that your eyes are the color of dirt
But don't you know that's what we named planet earth?
And you may say, your eyes are the color of dirt
But I think they're more like potting soil
Let's plant some flowers there
Your eyes so dark that mine need to readjust
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Writer(s): Hannah Schoen
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