The crowd stares with empty eyes
Not one dares to look through the paint...

You are beautiful, you are so kind
You’re always here to see me through...

I don’t understand, in my mind I had...
Before now I had thought I finally understood...

Crying an ocean, again over nothing
A river so bitter streams down my face...

Tear drops on your shoulder
And blood stains on your hands...

We are that silent scream, blowing through the...
We are that left out crowd, always watching you...

You smile so sweetly
Protect me from what I have become...

Your words sting as the touch me,
Burning deeper in my flesh...

I don’t want to tell you
All these messed up thoughts...

Tears are streaming down my face
Finding this all so hard to replace...

I’m looking for something real this time
Searching so deep, deeper than before...

Hairs raise on tensed muscles
Anticipating the rise and fall...