Brown Eyes

It was a warm sunny Tuesday afternoon I couldn't stop looking up at you We were in our favorite coffee shop Yours to keep playing by Jordan Mackampa Glanced at your eyes for a brief second Saw the way golden rays hit them And in that moment I knew I'd never see brown eyes ever the same ever again Nobody sings about brown eyes And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light Or when you turn your face toward the sun just right Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight And how I could see in them my whole life Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes You looked up, noticed me, I wonder if you knew Your rosy cheeks turned more pink as I gazed at you Something in those melted honey colored hues Made me fall even deeper for you Nobody sings about brown eyes And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light When your turn your face toward the sun just right Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight And how I could see in them my whole life Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes Every song is about green & blue eyes All compared to pretty pastel skies But I've heard that line before, a thousand times Why does nobody sing about the feeling of falling Into melted honey hazel hues Nobody sings about brown eyes And that soft warm hazel when they hit the light Or When your turn your face toward the sun just right Nothing beats the feeling of brown eyes So I'm gonna sing about brown eyes And how they glisten like golden rays of sunlight And how I could see in them my whole life Nothing beats the feeling of your brown eyes