Those beautiful Chinese eyes

You can be cool. Soft as a breeze. Where you walk by, flowers will bloom. You can be a hurricane, ripping out hearts. Where you walk by, ashes will fly. You still have the child in your eyes, want to play, no need to worry. You have the men in your soul, aware of all my worries and make me listen to your stories. Sweet love so pure, you cracked my chains, the moment is here. Trapped in your eyes I open up. No say if I can trust.