You can see it in my eyes
Your can feel it in my voice
When I act surprised
You can fear it in my choice
When I turn away in denial
Think of me in my exile
You can see it the clouds
And can feel it in the breeze
Something hidden under shrouds
No bless you when you sneeze
A sad and twisted smile
Banished further into exile
You can see it over the hills and far away
You can feel it when close by
We will surely cross paths one day
I know we will, I don't know why
Although it may take you a while
To come and rescue me from my exile
