I
met a man with a hand on his face
I said what hell are you hiding from
And he said I just can’t stand this sense
of space
And my hand is my hiding place and I said
If I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
I
met a woman, she had eyes that burned
I said what light are you looking for
And she said I blinked before and I missed my
turn
And I think it’s all too late to learn
and I said
If I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
I
wouldn’t recognise you the way you see
yourself
I don’t recognise you the way you see
yourself
I
met a girl with a curling smile on her face
I said for what good reason are you so happy
She said I have no reason, just a feeling inside
Cos right here and right now I’m pleased
to be alive
I said if I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
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