Gay Tigers and Crystal Eyes

She's lookin' at me;
With clear crystal eyes.
She's lookin' at me.
And I'm quite surprised.
I don't know,
Should I ask her why?
Would she tell me so?
Or would she say goodbye?

So here we are!
We've got plenty of time!
Here we are,
But there's filth in my mind.
We could go far,
Or you could deny.
BUt you speak to my heart.
And your words are like rhymes.