Her eyes are blue
Yours are brown
Hers represent the ocean
Yours represent the ground
You've always detested your eyes
And longed for them to be blue
But Yours have a touch of gilded amber
So yes her eyes are still blue
And yes your eyes are still brown
But Yours hold treasures
That are buried deep in the ground
Hers carry storms
And fume like the sea
But your eyes are forests
And bring nature to her knees
Perhaps her eyes are still blue
But your eyes reign supreme
Because they hold the greatest treasures
The world has ever seen