He can see through my eyes

he can see the roses blooming through the thorns

he can see the hush of softness in the world

he can see the hidden beauty in the storm 

maybe it's 'cause he's suffered

maybe it's 'cause he's survived

maybe it's 'cause he has loved

maybe it's 'cause he has grown

deep within i know

he understands my silent voice

he stands by, like the cats

gazin' through his green-laked eyes

and deep within i feel

he might be the one who sees

He can see through my eyes

Anna.