I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh, God it feels like forever
But, no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel?
That is the question
But, I forget
You don't expect an easy answer

When something is like a soul
Becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect the bitter folks
And while your outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what your staring at is me

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
All I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real?
So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
And if that came from the heart
It never did, right from the start
Just listen to the noises (No more silent voices)
Before You tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars...the stars...that shine for you
And it's the stars...the stars...that lie to you

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh, God it feels like forever
But, no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars...the stars...that shine for you
And it's the stars...the stars...that lie to you
Oh, when the stars...Oh, when the stars...they lie

Ich bekomm es einfach nicht aus dem Kopf, wie du dieses Lied singst, wie dein Gesichtsausdruck dabei war....
Es geht nicht weg, ich will es auch nicht weg haben. Es mach mich nur traurug zu wissen, das es dir nicht gut geht und ich nicht helfen kann.
Und du fragst, was los ist mit mir, wenn du so was singst?