"I can see your face in my eyes" - You say to me as the stars are in fog. I want to cover your Italian cries With my most loyal kisses of a dog. Your collarbone is my sacred altar. I'm falling on my knees to pray For coming across as a part of Your big international way. Your eyes are deeper than the night That sparkles secretly in gold. I wish it sparkled the same bright When you get pretty old With me.