Once I hear your voice, my eyes smile
My way crosses paths with yours, it becomes my reason
Your voice reaches from far away, your smell comes with the wind, your gaze in the mirrors becomes my reason
Your brunette hands, roses of your eyes, the yearning for your body becomes my reason
Maybe you love, it happens, maybe you miss
You close your eyes and say my name
You turn a light on then stare from a distance then see the state I'm in then it becomes my reason
Your brunette hands, roses of your eyes, the yearning for your body becomes my reason