Lost Eyes

Somewhere down the line, her hair was blond Now the black roots showed the ageing woman I knew so well She still had that dignified hatred etched into her face though I could even see the longing for the question A wanting to finally retaliate She probably wouldn't be around in another ten years Not with that pent-up anger Strange how time does that To keep it all hidden inside for so long I really should ask, say something to her I would sue your hairdresser Her eyes exploded So strange, it was the eyes that drew me to her all those years ago She walked away without turning round Dignified to the end I wonder if they’ll put that on her headstone Hated to the end The very end Yet her eyes stayed true.