Under Glass
The world looks different from the window in the back of my car
Like when I look at you, itÕs like youÕre under glass
The world is drifting past
And I canÕt touch you
And I stand, and I stare; I reach out to you there to find nothing (thereÕs nothing I can do)
And itÕs all I can take; I canÕt take anymore of this missing you – under glass
Are you fragile; are you precious; or just in need of some repair
I see my reflection each time I look at you
In the guardian glass IÕm looking thru
But you donÕt touch me
And I stand, and I stare; I reach out to you there to find nothing (thereÕs nothing I can do)
And itÕs all I can take; I canÕt take anymore of this missing you
So I stop, and I turn, IÕm aware of the burn of your eyes on me (will this feeling last)
But itÕs hard to believe itÕs as close as weÕll ever be – under glass
And I wait for you afraid of the damage IÕd do
If I took the chance of crashing thru
And I stand, and I stare; I reach out to you there to find nothing (thereÕs nothing I can do)
And itÕs all I can take; I canÕt take anymore of this missing you
So I stop, and I turn, IÕm aware of the burn of your eyes on me (will this feeling last)
But itÕs hard to believe itÕs as close as weÕll ever be – under glass