Из альбома: Seven Days in November...
Trying to get through to you
Simmering with a dejected view
Thoughts get washed out, nothing I can do
Straining so hard for my aims
End up feeling just the same
Whats the matter, change of heart
Too scared to finish what you start
What I want I can't have
Thinking about it makes me sad
Are the answers sought
Have my feelings been bought
You represent something
I can't ever have
Because your miles away
From my grasp
Leave me in my loneliness
Can you touch me?
Ignoring my distress
Can you hear me?
As you pull down the blinds
Can you see me?
Ignoring all the signs
Can you feel me?
Doubts come from behind
Waiting for the outside to shine
But it never does come
Not after what you have done