Through Glass

I'm looking at you through the glass. Don't know how much time has passed. Oh God, it feels like forever. But no one ever tells you that forever feels Like home. Sitting all alone inside your head. How do you feel? That is the question. But I forget you don't expect an easy answer. When something like a soul becomes initialized. Folded up like paper dolls and little notes. You can't expect a bit of hope. So while you're outside looking in, describing what You see. Remember what you're staring at is me. I'm looking at you through glass. I'm looking at you through glass. I'm looking at you through glass. How do you feel? How do you feel? Oh. I'm looking at you through glass. I'm looking at you through glass. I'm looking at you through glass. How do you feel? Oh. How do you feel? I'm looking at you through the glass. Don't know how much time has passed. All I know is that it feels like forever. And no one ever tells you that forever feels Like home. Sitting all alone inside your head. How do you feel? That is the question. But I forget you don't expect an easy answer. When something like a soul becomes initialized. Folded up like paper dolls and little notes. You can't expect a bit of hope. So while you're outside looking in, describing what You see. Remember what you're staring at is me. 'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass. Don't know much time has passed. All I know is that it feels like forever. But no one ever tells you that forever feels Like home. Sitting all alone inside your Head. Oh. Oh. Oh.