what do you see
when you look at me
someone that makes you turn away
making you hold back things you're no't supposed to say

such paradoxes make life
i still look on thinking its not over
thus the source of my strife
perhaps to follow me forever

what do you see
this man who once had dreams
a man who now is seldom happy
or so it seems

here i remain thinking about you
am i in love with you or an ideal?
i take myself so far away when you're near
the further i am, the closer i hold you dear.