Eyes of a child, legs of a man My father's eyes my mother's chest, The clumsiness of an innocent passer-by. Eyes of a witness, legs in the sand My tongue is mutilated and My forehead is burning tonight as we talk. Listen to my story, there's no faith, no glory. Just what turns a man blind. Raise from the undercover, speaking thru the others, Speaking thru the others Flies worldwide like the biggest lie, speaking thru the others. Eyes of a sinner, legs of a saint Follow the pattern, feel the pain My best friend says it's not too late to believe. Listen to my story, there's no faith, no glory. Just what turns a man blind. Raise from the undercover, speaking thru the others, Speaking thru the others Flies worldwide like the biggest lie, speaking thru the others.