The lump in my throat reappeared today, I'm a fool for thinking it had gone away But I'm hoping things are simpler than they seem Because I'm getting used to normal dreams The past few months I've put myself through hell, not to mention other people have as well But through losing touch I've gained the ability to step back and practice empathy So believe me when I say I sympathize when I see the worry in your eyes I'd be lying if I said I didn't care, but I know there are things that you can do without So we will work it out, because there's no doubt That everything evened out when I met you These are only problems, dear - they are there to get solved And I know it's easy to lose sight and blame yourself for it all Because I've been walking barefoot on my own eggshells for years And wondering how eyes so empty could produce so many tears But we can work our way through the shades of grey and there will be no need to feel down someday And each and every day I'll be here.