Afraid He says I have eyes like stars, Shining in the night, Blinding passers by. He doesn't know my eyes. He says I have a heart of gold, Pure and honest, Big and bold. He doesn't know my heart. He thinks he knows my eyes, My heart. He's afraid to know me. To know why I blink. To know for what my heart beats. He says I have the touch of an angel, Mystically calming, Mending his pain. He doesn't know my touch. He says I have the beauty of a daisy, Simple and true, Full of love. He doesn't know my beauty. He thinks he knows my touch, My beauty. He's afraid to know me, To know my gentle touch, To see my inner beauty. He doesn't see me, What's on the outside. That's him, It's not me. I'm afraid for him to know me, He might not like it, It may push him away. My eyes are like fire, Burning his soul, Scorching his love. I know my eyes. My heart is a mirror, Continuously broken, Reflecting my past. I know my heart. I know my eyes, My heart. I...