Cherrywood Eyes - Lorien

My sky is red like blood

Kissed by a native sun

Who smiles and fades away

It seems a perfect shade

Able to read your scent

Winding your sight with glow

I’m losing these clothes of stones

Cherrywood eyes always with me

Watching the lights over the hill

Cherrywood eyes let me just be

My sky is blue like ice

Kissed by a winter star

Who smiles and fades away

It seems a perfect shade

Able to read your scent

Winding your sight with glow

I’m losing these clothes of stone

Cherrywood eyes always with me

Watching the lights over the hill

Cherrywood eyes let me just be

It’s a dream, or maybe another way to live

Do I always make it right?

Oh, maybe not