I was wearing blinders to stave off the reminders Of your image Never contemplating the incinerating Of my image The rites of spring had no meaning In my brain And I could cling icicle-ing Just the same
And all the time you saw me You could not thaw me
Chorus And now you've made blind eyes open Sunlight streams in Everything's clear as crystal Enlightenment
Like a frozen snowfield I could never reveal My true colors I would never listen to all that I was missing With the others You stepped into my field of view And triggerd My cupid snare who would have dared To figure
That all the time you saw me You could not thaw me
Chorus
I curse my warped perspective Just when I least expected The tables turned, the candles burn At both ends, and my nerve ends send Sensational headlines to my brain
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