YOUR EYES WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. what I see in your eyes is a woman who lives with what she's got and dies for what she's not; not a blazing western forest, no atomic chain reaction, but a soft and silent furnace with hair of golden flaxen. II. what I see in your eyes is a heaven where falsehood still exists to make the truth stand out; not a shelter for conformists nor asylum for the solemn, but a daredevil sky within us that stands without a column, where we barnstorm spring through autumn. III. what I see in your eyes is forever: waiting for today, a fading far away where we barnstorm spring through autumn. © Copyright 1979 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.