Sometimes, clear as firenThere is nothing out of sightnSometimes, only shadowsnWashed out pictures, cloudy nightsnnWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnYou hold the flower that never unfoldsnI love you, I love you; the rest is a lienWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnnSeasons fall through timenChanging landscapes in my mindnReasons, like birds, chimenPlains and mountains undefinednnWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnYou hold the flower that never unfoldsnI love you, I love you; the rest is a lienWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnnWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnYou hold the flower that never unfoldsnI love you, I love you; the rest is a lienWhat a beautiful weapon you got in your eyesnnI love you, I love you; the rest is a lie