He tried to look at it, but his eyes did not want to focus.

Any private eye wants to play ball with the police.

She only sees what her eyes want her to see.

In one of his stories, a character says, "The eye wants to sleep, but the head is no mattress."

His eyes wanted her to be very late for work indeed.

Susan again tried to think, but her eyes wanted to close.

His eyes didn't want to accept what they saw, at first.

It hurt and my eyes didn't want to stay open.

My eyes wanted to shut; I wouldn't let them do it.

He was so cut up that at first my eyes didn't want to make sense of what I was seeing.