The story starts with green eyes mistaken for love Mornings turned to nights Nights turned to days And here goes a warm touch confused with home
Rain pours on windows and your bedsheets become safety nets Walls come falling down with too many āam I good enough"s I watch you walk around the table and the world is peaceful My heart skips a beat and shame makes it harder to love
If I stay, I break it all to little pieces, so push me away Push me away as far as you could.. Because the way I see it, the story ends with green eyes that were once mistaken for love
- GreenEyes always leaves












