Looking at my only window trying
to see through
Looking at my frosted window
dying to see through
Something is covering
my eyes -- it's you
Is the world
still turning round or is it standing still
Is the sun still burning down or has it caught
a chill
Something is covering my eyes --
it's you
You only let me see what
you have planned for me
I guess there'll
never be anything more, anything more
Is it wrong for me to ask for things I cannot
do
Is it wrong for me to want to know
what's false or true
Something is covering
my eyes -- it's you
It's you