His hair,
what he wears...

Silent vision of love i never see,
of the person that is shown to me...

Sleeping,
silent...

Has anyone wondered what it would be to be me,
seeing things the way i see...

People will never understand me,
not knowing the feelings i hide...

Mindy,
i wanted to write you a letter because i never got...

I wake at night screaming your name,
no matter what i do its not the same...