The only stars I need

Just another poem about that one girls eyes you can never forget.

Goodnight sleep sweet
til' morning sweeps you off your feet
and even under foreign skies
the only stars I need are in your eyes

The windows to your soul
reflecting whats inside
a sea of drifting lights
that sparkle with the tide

An ageless natural beauty
where all the angels fly
its clear to me that when I sleep
the only stars I need aren't in the skies.