til these eyes

we're all toys of time, up to the end, no one owns the night, meanwhile the river bends, lace lies and butterflies, flying high above, till these eyes have seen enough, the clock is always ticking, hanging on the wall, the mirror's always cracked, waiting for us all, a rose by any other name, squandered in the dust, till these eyes have seen enough, the currency that lingers, far heavier then gold, the beauty of the first bloom, a fairytale of old, torn into pieces, a childhood map of love, till these eyes have seen enough, punch drunk in the wind, your play is nearly run, the carpet snatched beneath you, just when you're having fun, the cards are in your hand, it's time to call your bluff, till these eyes have seen enough, till these eyes have seen love