So throw the first stone into the pond
Look between the ripples, where I belong
You can see me, but cannot feel
Cannot accept that I am real...

Throw a second, throw a third
You still won't feel me, I'm afraid
From within this well
I cannot see the light
And if you think I'm lonely,
I think you're right

The fourth and fifth are thrown in accord
Though you would not listen, even if you heard
I cannot move but wherever I go
I'm not the one they'd wish they'd know...

Numbers six and seven hit me now
I want to scream, I wish I knew how
Out of this well I wish to crawl
and to embrace you forever more...

So throw the last stone into the pond
Look through the ripples, where I belong
I cannot see you but I sure can feel
As you throw those stones at me...