Apart
I find myself letting go
Into my mind I will flow
A sight of the wolrd is my last glance
For I fear that this is my last chance
I see people moving around
But I cannot make a sound
Why can't I tell them about my pain
But from that what would I gain
Would they even listen to me
And if they would, something different would they see?
I wish I could take a chance
But I would fear their second glance
I separate the world from me
And now, too late, everyone will see.
I find myself letting go
Into my mind I will flow
A sight of the wolrd is my last glance
For I fear that this is my last chance
I see people moving around
But I cannot make a sound
Why can't I tell them about my pain
But from that what would I gain
Would they even listen to me
And if they would, something different would they see?
I wish I could take a chance
But I would fear their second glance
I separate the world from me
And now, too late, everyone will see.
