I think your eyes were different once
Before they were covered in diguise
Your words were pure and gentle
Now they're cold like melted ice

You think I've changed
That my soul was sold
But I keep on growing
And you are growing old

If you saw pain you would ache
Now you say it's not for real
You used to tell me how to love you
What to say and what to feel

I am aware now
And you should be prepared
That one day I'll be happy
And you'll be dying sad