Well I understand the words your friend said. I wondered if your friend could see the things I did. We stood so close, but there were walls between. What's sometimes heard is never seen.
Inconsistent with what you're aware As you're trying to leave an impression there For the curious who just don't care. Open the door and I was never there.
You just can't know another side of the story. You just can't know another side of the story.
But the sun doesn't change It dries up everything within its range. And the rain never came But we're all wet just the same.