So i stood outside wondering
Of you could see me right there behind
Your eyes, your precious temple
I thought that look really meant...
That here i am feeling my heart is always dissapointed
Lying over the field of death and sickening oblivion
But you weren't seeing me
So i stood out there wondering
If you could see me right there behind
Your eyes were a shattered temple
Now in exhile i think
Here i am expecting just too much from your feelings
And i feel i'm thru, i'm thru with you
'Cause i stood outside wondering
But you never saw me behind
Your eyes were closed and that
Made it all a tragedy
What did you see?
Apparently nothing at all...
You didn't see me
You didn't feel me
You didn't see i loved you
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