Through these eyes I have seen the world Lived my dreams in a thousend ways With my treasures and my memories Now I wait for the end of days A rose that is old and dry And a mirror that's broken But through these eyes they come to life again And then the rose begins to bloom and shine again I must be dreaming And in the mirror there is a face, I'm young again I must be dreaming Through these eyes Through these eyes I have seen so much In a changing world that is made for the young And not for the ones who are left behind I still have my photographs Of where we would laugh and run Now almost forgotten But through the darkness I can see a light And then the sun begins to shine I see my friends I must be dreaming They're reaching out to hold my hand We're young again I must be dreaming Through these eyes Through these eyes