Its just because of the way you look into my eyes....

The way your eyes look into mine,
don't know how to describe..

It's as if they know what they are searching for,
as if you know what they are hiding from,
as if they know where my strength lies,
and catches hold of it and i burst into loud cries.

i gather all the weakness,
to give it a better place,
so that you don't find it anytime next.

But its you.....
its just you...
You know the secret places of hiding my secrets
and bring out all the wet, damp and soaked drawers,
to expose it to the hot, dry sun rays.

But then they just get wet again...
Its just because of the way you look into my eyes....