Er zijn zo van die "evergreens" die je blijven pakken (of is het evergreys...).
Een daarvan is "The story in your eyes" van de Moody Blues:

Ive been thinking about our fortune
And Ive decided that were really not to blame
For the love thats deep inside us now
Is still the same

And the sounds we make together
Is the music to the story in your eyes
Its been shining down upon me now
I realize

Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
Were part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day

But Im frightened for your children
That the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine weve been waiting for
Will turn to rain

Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
Were part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day

But Im frightened for the children
That the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine weve been waiting for
Will turn to rain

When the final line is over
Its certain that the curtains gonna fall
I can hide inside your sweet sweet love
For ever more

Zo'n tekst is een kunst op zich.
De duitse vertaling van de Blues zou zo "Himmelhoch jauchzend, zu Tode betrübt" kunnen zijn.