1Your broken eyes,
Gleam with gold.
They are the windows,
To your soul.
A tortured past,
Belonged to you.
Though you were kind,
And your heart was true.
To your people,
You were a disgrace.
Shame was written,
On your face.
So you left,
They sent you away.
They said it was for the best,
And now you pray.
For you,
It was too late,
To leave your life,
In the hands of fate...
Me:For Zuko...I like REVIEWS!
Bunny: Me too!
Bunny's sister Becky: Yeah!