You could see his whole world.
You could see his destiny.
You could see his dream to be important in the world.
You could see all the steps he took to get here.
You couldn't see them anymore, for they were closed.

You could've got lost in those eyes.

You could see the terror.
You can see the unbearable pain that struck him.
You could see them practically trembling.
You could almost see them rolling back into his skull.
You couldn't see them anymore, for they were closed.

You could've got lost in those eyes.

You could see the veins his bloodshot eyes showed.
You could see the tears threatening to fall.
You could see the eyelids drooping.
You could see the color fade.
You couldn't see them anymore, for they were closed.

You couldn't get lost in those eyes.

You couldn't see his whole world.
You couldn't see his destiny.
You couldn't see his dream to be important in the world.
You couldn't see all the steps he took to get here.
You couldn't see them anymore, for they were closed.

You missed those eyes.

You still remember the day.
You still miss those bright blues.
You still miss how they lit up whenever he was happy.
You still miss how they ever-so-gently drooped into a most peaceful slumber.
You couldn't see them anymore, for they were permanently closed.

You could've got lost in those eyes.