Your eyes are fragile and timeless It's beautiful There's power in the words you whisper You treat your corner so mindless But he don't see the setting sun Your eyes are open when you kiss him Your eyes are drawn to the worthless Usual, the towers in your world are sinking And if you're looking for signs then You should know there's power in the words you're thinking Talk to your man, tell him he got bad news coming Walk on the edge with someone new Talk to your man, tell him we made some good time loving You can take a chance, come take my hand