I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well, you couldn't be that man that I adored
You don't seem to know, or seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
Our conversation has run dry
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch, I'm torn
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
