You Don’t See Me
If you don't wanna call it home
Is it better to be on your own?
Is it better to start over new?
Honestly I don't know what to do
How can I reach you I'm not even close to you?
You don't see me
How can I touch you the way I'm supposed to do?
You don't see me
How can I tell you that I'm still in love with you?
You don't see me
I can't deny it the damage it done
And the innocent moment is gone
Is it better to hide it from you?
Honestly I don't know what to do
How can I reach you I'm not even close to you?
You don't see me
How can I touch you the way I'm supposed to do?
You don't see me
How can I tell you that I'm still in love with you?
You don't see me at all
You don't see me
Ancient signals
Wake me up
It's over
But maybe it's better
It's better
How can I reach you I'm not even close to you?
You don't see me
How can I touch you the way I'm supposed to do?
You don't see me
I wanna welcome the end of the world with you
You don't see me
And I'm gonna stand by your side and go down with you
You don't see me
I'm gonna show you that I'm still in love with you
You don't see me
If you don't wanna call it home
Is it better to be on your own?
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