Third Eye
Work is fine
I'm not
So I look distraught
I see you
You don't see me
You don't see me
Work is fine
I'm not
So I look upset
I see you
You don't see me
You don't see me
You could care
No, you don't
Go on talking about last night
Gossip this, gossip that
I don't want a part of that
You speak of problems
I speak of concerns
The same you say
Different by my terms
I carry landscapes in my mind
You carry pictures in frames
How could you begin to understand?
You can't
You don't even see me
You're blind to inner beauty
Blind to loving grace
You only see what's put
Onto your plate
So you see the water
But the surface you don't touch
You may see me
But you don't know
me
