Looking at my only window trying to see through

Looking at my frosted window dying to see through

Something is covering my eyes -- it's you



Is the world still turning round or is it standing still

Is the sun still burning down or has it caught a chill

Something is covering my eyes -- it's you



You only let me see what you have planned for me

I guess there'll never be anything more, anything more



Is it wrong for me to ask for things I cannot do

Is it wrong for me to want to know what's false or true

Something is covering my eyes -- it's you

It's you