Brown Eyes

It was a warm sunny Tuesday afternoon
I couldn't stop looking up at you
We were in our favorite coffee shop
Yours to keep playing by Jordan Mackampa
Glanced at your eyes for a brief second
Saw the way golden rays hit them
And in that moment I knew
I'd never see brown eyes ever the same ever again

Nobody sings about brown eyes
And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light
Or when you turn your face toward the sun just right
Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes

So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes
And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight
And how I could see in them my whole life
Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes

You looked up, noticed me, I wonder if you knew
Your rosy cheeks turned more pink as I gazed at you
Something in those melted honey colored hues
Made me fall even deeper for you

Nobody sings about brown eyes
And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light
When your turn your face toward the sun just right
Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes

So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes
And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight
And how I could see in them my whole life
Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes

Every song is about green & blue eyes
All compared to pretty pastel skies
But I've heard that line before, a thousand times
Why does nobody sing about the feeling of falling
Into melted honey hazel hues

Nobody sings about brown eyes
And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light
Or When your turn your face toward the sun just right
Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes

So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes
And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight
And how I could see in them my whole life
Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes