I see you go past
And I feel overwhelmed
Cross my visions through faded water glasses
As you stare across our table
And babe, it's hard to tell
If you're smiling or crying
Smiling or crying with a drink in your hand
It's hard to see if I'll ever land
We never did feel the same
With me, all those little differences
I'm still writing voice shaking pains
In a long, broken message
Streetcars flying through darkened streams
Shaded scenes through your window
You look up with a pencil your hand
I'm sitting across at a blacked piano
I've hit the feelings you'll never know
I've hit the feelings you'll never know...