Here is a story of three young people A girl and two boys She's got American eyes American eyes They left school for fame and fortune But she was the one The girl with the stars in her eyes Stars and stripes in her eyes I was one of the boys Oh how I loved her But she wouldn't see me She shut her apple pie eyes As blue as Jamaica skies And oh unrequited love quite often grows And never quite goes He was one of the boys He joined the army He sailed from American shores To fight the foreigners' wars Baby shut your eyes up tight I swear the world won't end tonight And when we die our spirits fly Into the light above the sky