Used to look around and see everything
That made me feel so at home and so safe.
Walked the road to my house on the hill
But now everything had changed and I can't believe.

Walking down on the ocean,
Stepping on the stones
That's braking beneath my foot...
The gulls circulating above my head,
Singing a song I heard before,
A song so-long-ago forgotten...

Those are not my shoes
Those are not my pictures on the wall...
Those are not my CD's
Those are not my books on the shelf...
This is not my bed
This is not my place where I used to lie down...
This is not my house
This is not the life I used to live.

Her face is in the skies;
She's calling and reaching for me
But i'm blind and deaf...
And I could never tell somebody else
The thoughts and the sound of the broken heart
I hear everyday when the sun comes out of hiding...
And now I feel that everyday
That comes for me with a smile;
I know i'm missing something.
I really once loved the rain
I loved the sun;
But what difference does it make now?
Yeah, what difference...?

Used to look around and see everything...
But now it's just another barren place for me...