Im looking at you through the glass Dont know how much has passed Oh good it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home siting all alone inside your head How do you feel? That is the question But I forget you dont expect асе easy ansver When something like a soul becomes Initialized and folder up like paper dolls and littles notes You can expect a bit at hope and while outside looking in Describing what you see Remember what you starting at is me I'm looking at you through the glass glass looking at you through the glass looking at you through the glass How do you feel? How do you feel?