Sometimes, clear as fire   There is nothing out of sight   Sometimes, only shadows   Washed out pictures, cloudy nights      What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes   You hold the flower that never unfolds   I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie   What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes      Seasons fall through time   Changing landscapes in my mind   Reasons, like birds, chime   Plains and mountains undefined      What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes   You hold the flower that never unfolds   I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie   What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes      What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes   You hold the flower that never unfolds   I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie   What a beautiful weapon you got in your eyes      I love you, I love you; the rest is a lie