But they were still there, in the darkness and the light behind his lids.

Behind their closed lids, his eyes were moving just a bit.

His eyes were closed, sealed away behind their heavy lids.

Behind her closed lids, she could see Truth win free for long enough to sketch a white fire image in the air.

The eyes move behind their lids and her mouth works, but that is all.

Tears burned behind her lids and she thought, I will not cry in front of him.

I saw them look at each other, and felt the tears prickle behind my lids.

Somewhere behind their lids was the switch that would turn my breathing back on, and I had to find it pretty quickly.

Her eyes moved rapidly behind their lids, then stopped.

The sleepy eyes fixed on him, intent behind their lids.