There’s a new boy on our street And I can’t stop thinking of him Oh, his eyes… his eyes His eyes... When he looks at me, I feel as if I feel.. The stars are hanging within reach I only have to raise my hand And I could touch the sky Oh, his eyes… Oh, his eyes.. His eyes... Sometimes we run into each other in the park We walk past one another Like two trains — only for a moment Our paths cross, But we never ride the same train Two directions compressed into a single glance Every life we never lived Every world we never entered Never... Just one glance Just one glance, And the two realities rush away again The window between us remains forever And in opposite directions Two trains disappear into the dark Oh, his eyes… his eyes Oh, his eyes... His eyes... When he looks at me, Heaven feels so close So unbearably close Maybe… I could touch it… Maybe... Oh, his eyes... His eyes... His eyes...