[Intro: Close-mic deep baritone, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft piano] Funny how you can forget a thousand faces... But there's always one pair of eyes That never leaves you. [Verse 1: Intimate, conversational, gentle melodic slides] I've watched the sun fall into Tennessee, Seen the moonlight dancing on the sea. I've seen a thousand colors fill the skies, But nothing ever looked like those angel eyes. A little green when the sunlight shines, A little golden brown when the stars align. And I swear sometimes you look at me, And I forget the man I used to be. [Pre-Chorus: Rising melody, slight vocal rasp] And I don't know where this road might go, There's a thousand things I'll never know. But there's one thing I can't deny... [Chorus: Warm soaring baritone, soulful note bends] Those angel e-e-eyes... They hold a thousand stories. A little bit of heaven, A little bit of storm. And I don't know how you do it, But every time I look into 'em, Somewhere I've never been Starts feeling like home. And if the years take everything, If all our stars fall from the sky... I'll still remember... Those angel ey-ey-eyes. [Verse 2: Rhythmic acoustic guitar, expressive vocal phrasing] I wonder if you know what people see, When you look at them the way you look at me. How a simple glance can stop the time, Leave a thousand words somewhere inside. And maybe life won't go the way we planned, Maybe some things slip right through our hands. But there's a kind of beauty time can't hide, And I found it looking in your eyes. [Chorus: Fuller drums, layered harmonies, controlled vocal runs] Those angel e-e-eyes... They hold a thousand stories. A little bit of heaven, A little bit of storm. And I don't know how you do it, But every time I look into 'em, Somewhere I've never been Starts feeling like home. And if the years take everything, If all our stars fall from the sky... I'll still remember... Those angel eyes. [Bridge: Instruments drop out, raw almost-spoken baritone] You know what's strange? I've spent my whole life Looking for something beautiful... And maybe I was looking In all the wrong places. [Soft falsetto flip, then descending soulful run] 'Cause sometimes heaven isn't somewhere... Sometimes heaven's looking back at you. [Two beats of complete silence] [Final Chorus: Explosive emotional release, full band, passionate soulful riffs] THOSE ANGEL E-E-E-EYES! [Long ascending run, gritty sustained note] They hold a thousand stories! A little bit of sunshine, A little bit of storm! And I don't know how you do it, But every time I look into 'em, Even when this world feels cold, You make it feel like home! [Powerful baritone growl, then soft melodic fall] And if the years take everything, If time steals every star from the sky... There's one thing time can't take from me... [Music drops to piano and cello] The way I felt... Looking in those angel eyes. [Outro: Barely whispered, close-mic] Yeah... Those angel eyes. [End: Single fading piano chord, no instrumental extension]
