Eyes on Me

It’s funny how everybody is watching you
Captivated by your good looks
But, your eyes are on me
Like the hot summer sun shining at midday
I feel your eyes burn through my soul
Baby, keep looking my way
Don’t look back, keep your eyes on me
Flustered by the emotions
From your piercing gaze
I can’t keep my composure
As I feel you reading my thoughts
Wearing a deceiving poker face
Secretly, I’m crumbling inside
And I like the way it feels
Fixate your eyes on me
Don’t you dare, look away
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