Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand?
I'm losing my mind
And I don't have the time to bury myself
But I don't see nobody else
Every morning all I hear is doom.
She asked me: "who the hell are you talking to?"
I don't know. Have I taken too much, am I out of touch?
I can't keep the ghosts away. No it seems they're here to stay
Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand?
I'm losing my mind
And I don't have the time to bury myself
But I don't see nobody else
I've seen it all – the churches burn, the cities' fall.
And when the serpents came they took my mind away.
She says: "Your fever's high, have you been dreaming again?"
I said: "Lock me away. I believe I've seen the end"
Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand?
Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand?
I'm losing my mind
And I don't have the time to bury myself
But I don't see nobody else
Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you understand?