I'm looking at you through the glass Don't know how much time has passed Oh God it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like I'm sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel, that is the question But I forget, you don't expect an easy answer When something like a soul becomes initialized And folded up like paper dolls and little notes You can't expect to bitter folks And while you're outside looking in Describing what you see Remember what you're staring at is me