I saw you round the corner, There. Wise eyes, Is your love mine to share? I can't be anyone but a distant Year man, But I've got the absence of Strength that wise eyes sometimes Love. Wild eyes, I see you classroom three, Wild eyes, I see you, Seeing me. And the halls are full of lockers, And locked eyes pertaining, But I find your wild eyes, Your wild eyes are a'gaining. Where were you yesterday, when I looked round? Wise eyes, Get out of this town.

Street eyes and corner Town eyes are you too. Wild eyes. What are you in you? Knowing too much, Gaining hearts on sleeves. Where will you end? A mind left alone to grieve? But there are strings on hearts On Valentine's Day, And sometimes-wild hearts Find seas on which to bay, Out of the noodles of songs That fill my noggin, When round Chemistry 101 I been slogging. But wild eyes, Where would you be some day? If I had wise eyes of my own To say— Wild and wise go together with No ease, And wild eyes Need wisdom to see the jungle Heart Of Love that will never be, But it's come Autumn again,

And Wild Eyes, Hey, you, Wild Eyes And Wise Eyes too. Share my jungle home In this mad world of college Zoo, And we'll dance in dandelions Of Thoughts, And someday soon we will get caught. And wild eyes, And wise eyes, Need dream eyes to see you through, And I got dream eyes, I got dream eyes, To take you out of you. So look me on straight, Let me see more than the side of You,

Don't eye drink Visine too much, Let the sight upside down brain Telegraph you that I got my eyes On you all lunch line long, Share my French fries, babe, Sing a familiar song, And smile back with your eyes so I can know, Good deal, and hearts all beating so. Could be us, babe. Could be us someday. Could be my dream eyes could be Your wild eyes, Your wild eyes,

One horse sleigh. Hey, don't knock it If you don't get the gig. Just remember Eve gave up that fig. And the world's been knocking on Heaven's door. So this is Heaven, and the day is Warm but November is bonfire day, And you can wear my letter jacket Round our winter chalet. Or I eye dream you one winter world,

Post haste. "Ah no, I wasn't staring at you; honest, I was just thinking; wasn't looking; sorry; no; didn't notice; Won't happen again." Gotta sharpen my dream eye blades.

Oh baby You are So mine.