1.
Can’t I see, her eyes isn’t smiling.
They used to do when I was around.
I hope someday, her eyes start to smile again.

Chorus:
I will whisper in her ear,
the thing she want to hear.
I will say I’m doing fine,
thou she’s everything I’ve had.

She’s all I ever had.
She is what I used to have.

2.
Can’t she see, my face isn’t smiling.
It use to do, ‘cause she was around.
I hope she will return, so my face can smiling again.

Coda:
All the things I have done, I’ve done then for her.
I don’t know anything else, then be alone with her.
I can’t feel anything else, than the emptiness she left.