It's a powerful thing to be in love Enough to traumatize The look of somber eyes It's all that I Know Not here You froze But it's not fear Questioning everything Wondering why Everyone contemplates the eye Never honing in on the lie That is Or why that is I'll try at this Or die if I miss Diving head first into a pool full of gorgeous knives That pour disguise That poor disguise With hindsight No door behind the limelight You often ask yourself if it's alright To feel so drained of life Without them right There with you They'll bare with you They'll stare with you Looking up at the same future with different eyes Contemplating the reason why The seasons die The reason I Can be with Somebody I can see with Things I can't conceal Asking if it's real Asking you if it's real Is this real?