You are here all alone
Your heart's as heavy as...

Things aren't as they always appear
especially when you're always near...

If Jesus were here as your Best Friend
You'd both go to the skate park around the bend...

You pass me by on the street every day
Every time you look at me I hide my pain...

We both stare on through
We stare through all of that...

Slicing and cutting
Through a thick, heavy mist...