In this part of Singapore the eyes could belong to anyone.

His eyes might have belonged to a dead man.

When he eventually turned his head and looked at him, the eyes belonged to a dead man.

He was always reading such descriptions to his son, but the eyes in the child's book belonged to animals and these were human.

He tried to discern the face to which the eyes belonged.

Those eyes belonged to Foster and they were very sharp.

The eyes that stared back at him could have belonged to a ghost.

The eyes she was looking at suddenly belonged to no one.

Only his eyes belonged to the thief's dream of him.

But those cold eyes could belong to only one man.