It hurts too much to feel the touch
Of singular desire
My eggs aren't in one basket
'Cos I threw them on the fire
I won't erase the empty space
That borders on our souls
When you stare into my green eyes
You're looking through black holes

I had sweet perfection
At the time I didn't know
I found solace somewhere
But that was so long ago
That was so long ago

It makes me feel that much more real
When I cut myself up
I pour out as a river
And I offer you the cup
It's only fair to try to care
And see things as you do
But how can I be certain
That your vision is as true