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