She's got eyes of the bluest skies, and if they thought of rain, I'd hate to look into those eyes, and see an ounce of pain.

The story:

This one is thanks to my husband. He sings this song to me all the time (he sings beautifully), and he always starts with this verse. But no matter how many times I try to tell him that he doesn't have it quite right, he still sings it this way. Oh, well. I don't mind. I love it when he wakes me up singing this song....